Demon Lyrics – Rich Dunk

Demon Lyrics by Rich Dunk

Henney Major, you goin’ crazy!
Twofold Jack
It’s the boy
That boy p#ss#, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)

I switched up the engine, this b#tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin’ with my nina
I’m still blowin’ reefer, I do sh#t illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)

Y’all been a snitch, I don’t know, I ain’t seen ’em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people
This b#tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
You reach for my chain, then you gon’ meet this heater (The f#ck?)

She not a keeper, I call her a eater (Ha-ha)
I’m way overseas smokin’ overseas reefer (Okay)
But b#tch, I had to kickback when I went to [?] (On God)
You bad to myself so I hold on, I don’t need ’em (I don’t need ’em)

I count my own bands, they countin’ they [?] (Let me get)
Show love to my fans, take us pictures and greetin’ (Look)
And my n#gg#s hot, they hot like the heat with them (Uh)
Your b#tch gon’ f#ck when she sayin’ ’cause I be with them (On God)

We was just broke together, now I eat with them
It’s not a race, it’s on God, I don’t compete with them (Uh-uh)
My n#gg#s work, it ain’t no [?] here (Dope)
You can get shot, murked just for bein’ here (The f#ck?)

[?] Percs, I don’t know where be seein’ him
Mop off blood, I don’t know where he [?]
Come from the bottom, I’m feelin’ like I [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep my boy steady, I wish I could be with him (Rich n#gg#)

I do this for my city, I put on for four and ’em (Ayy, Charlotte)
He move an inch and we might as well blow on him (Ayy, shoot)
Put that on God, it’s a gun on my shoulder (On God)
[?] America ’cause I know he-a go with me (Rest in peace)

n#gg#s I grew up with right at the show with me (They stay right at the show)
That boy p#ss#, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)
I switched up the engine, this b#tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin’ with my nina

I’m still blowin’ reefer, I do sh#t illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)
Y’all been a snitch, I don’t know, I ain’t seen ’em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people

This b#tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
Please don’t get me started, yup
Take that 9, put that on the Audi sh#t
Your n#gg# shootin’ up your party

f#ck around, show ’em how we do it up in Charlotte, yeah
I ain’t wanna deal with the feelings, I bought they head
Hit the Gucci, she walked out like The Walking Dead
He somewhere loaded up strap with that F&N

These n#gg#s goin’ out sad like they lost a friend
We ain’t goin’ like that over hoes
I never be one of these rap n#gg#s wanna-be bros (Uh, uh-uh)
Talk to me, watch your lil’ tone

I just made eight hundred thousand off two or three shows (Let’s go)
How you pull up in two or three hoes?
What’s the memo, b#tch? Anything goes
Say she like it, I’m puttin’ it on (Mmm)

Icing on me like a cinnamon froze
I ain’t talk a n#gg# out a trip, out a b#tch
I politely pull up on a n#gg#, give him his ho
Like, “Here, know your boy gon’ have to fix it”

Let him know (Shh), real n#gg#, baby, you know I’m stickin’ to the code (Let’s go)
I ain’t gon’ tell him I put it in ya throat (*gasp*)
Sit back and let you ride dick on your toes
Left out [?] in the morning with your p#ss# on my clothes

You better let that p#ss# n#gg# know
That boy p#ss#, I know I done seen it (Ha-ha)
I switched up the engine, this b#tch like a demon (Yeah)
I just take the one to stay ridin’ with my nina

I’m still blowin’ reefer, I do sh#t illegal
Just wanna rap and take care of my people (On God)
Y’all been a snitch, I don’t know, I ain’t seen ’em (Uh-uh)
I swerve through the hood and spend time with my people

This b#tch like a party, I turn up the speakers (Blaow, blaow, blaow)
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Rich Dunk Lyrics – Demon

Rich Dunk

Demon