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    Drake

    Demons Lyrics

    feat. Fivio Foreign & Sosa Geek

    Like what?

    (Who made this?) Yeah, yeah

    (JB made this, hahahaha)

    Six, six, six, six, six, six

    Baow

    Yeah

    Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie

    I'm in this bitch with the Wooski

    Ball in the summer like Drew League

    Champagne got me loopy

    Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy

    All the demons lookin' moody (What?)

    All the demons lookin' moody

    Skrrt 'round there in your ends, whole southside on ten

    Not like them, make men lean out Benz

    That's how a man get blem, you and your friends

    This Hermés from runway, this ain't Ralph Lauren

    Tell them again, loved her way back when

    Drunk so I type "Je t'aime" but don't hit send

    Send some bread to the pen

    All my G's are blessed, we check in for them

    Whole lotta charges laid to this day

    No confessions for them

    Man really feel no ways, these man waste

    No progression for them

    Think you're bad, just wait, food get ate

    And that's just lessons for them

    Sosa (Sosa), Fivi (Fivi), lookin' like KD and Kyrie (I am)

    My TD Bank is on what? (What?)

    My TD Bank is on Kylie (Ayy, ayy)

    Tribeca in the lobby, all these niggas gettin' dodgy (Baow)

    When we see 'em, it's a body (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

    Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie)

    I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)

    Ball in the summer like Drew League

    Champagne got me loopy (Baow)

    Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (Baow)

    All the demons lookin' moody

    (All the demons lookin' moody)

    Ayy, ayy, ayy

    Move (Move), get out the way (Get out the way, lil' bitch), uh

    Say the wrong thing, you'll get shot in your face (Baow, yeah)

    Fivi (Fivi), laced (Laced), I put the opps in they place (Opp)

    Yeah, if you a gangster, then you gotta relate (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

    She got a face that you cannot mistake

    She paid for the food and we went on a date

    Head game great, huh, she let me nut on her face, ayy, ayy, ayy

    Uh, every time she link, she come with an eighth (Baow)

    Viral, you ain't never make a movie with Drake (Baow)

    Sponsor (Sponsor), I take a Perc, now I'm turned to a monster (Turned to a monster)

    Uh, I'm in the court like "I'm sorry, your honor" (I'm sorry, your honor, lil' bitch, baow)

    I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (Baow, baow)

    Yeah, I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

    Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie)

    I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am)

    Ball in the summer like Drew League

    Champagne got me loopy

    Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (Ayy, what? What?)

    All the demons lookin' moody (Ayy, look)

    Ayy, ayy

    Bitch, I'm a demon in the night

    And I'm a shark up underwater (I am)

    I got shooters in New York

    And I got shooters across the border (What?)

    I call Drake and tell him off 'em (Drake)

    Ayy, I call Drake and tell him off 'em (What?)

    If they Woo walk, I probably taught 'em (I did)

    I got the money, they say that I'm gifted

    Fuck sale, so I'm givin' out gift stamps (I am)

    Highway, me and Fivio lifted (What?)

    London, man, I need me a thick bitch (A thick)

    And a Louis bag just so I can fit me the grip in (Grip)

    I got the swag, so tell me the difference

    Mike Amiri, best believe they fitted

    She wanna fuck, but I ain't with it

    Headshot, knock him off his fitted

    Punch him out, send that boy to that dentist

    Talkin' Henny, it better be Privilège, ayy

    Baow, what?

    It better be Privilège

    Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie

    I'm in this bitch with the Wooski

    Ball in the summer like Drew League

    Champagne got me loopy

    Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy

    All the demons lookin' moody (What?)

    All the demons lookin' moody

    Ayy, ayy