Demon Hours ft. FatBoi & Aero Lyrics

(Pew, Pew)

(Brrddddd)

(Yop)

(Yop)

(Pew, Pew)

(Yop, Yop)

(FatBoiii)

Niggas be some hoes they ass ain't gonna shoot (Boom)

Yeah yo homie died lil nigga you can get hit up too

We got dracos we got glocks and them 7.62's

Who the fuck died up up on they block they don't know what to do

I can't fuck with none of these rapping niggas all them niggas fu

Yo homie died, yo mama died, lil nigga yo daddy gon die too

Please don't fucking hide lil nigga

You know that we gon find you

I spent that bitch a couple times, yo block just like a drive thru

These bitches wanna slide too, bitch you wanna die too

Shoutout LMG, but baby you know we Fox 5 too

We stay on, like the light above the stove

Every nigga with me get innat jam they ain't gon never fold

My lil nigga don't even say shit man he like to speak in code

Flip niggas like gymnastics

And yeah we get the gold (Gold)

Yo bitch tryna eat me up, ima snake her out and get a lo

Only thing I feel is my chain, this shit freezing cold

Heard you still hang with that rat, boy we know he told

Body niggas yeah I think they get the point (Let's get it)

Came a long way from jumping over gates

Feds do a sweep don't cooperate

Got a lot to say

Zip him up make his ass a holiday (Laghh, Laghh, Laghh)

I don't feel shit.. but I know you feeling this

Get yo loved ones kissed

Dangerous but that's the risk

High speed my switchy what a glockie need (Yeah)

(Man he sweet like pie is)

(Gang shit nigga)

(Got BadMan nem in here with me)

(Know what the fuck going on man)

(Fly it then, Yeah)

We like new money, that blue money, you gettin that fu money

Hoodie $600, keep blick on me, might have to do something

Niggas actors, Dave Chappell, these lil niggas too funny

Steady acting like you like that boy yo ass won't do nothing (Pussy)

Bitch we bring that pressure (Pressure)

My lil bitch she pressure (Pressure)

Foe nem stretch a nigga out he went out on a stretcher

You can slide and buy them drugs, but only if I let ya (Yeah)

Foe nem taxing niggas souls but ima tell em bless ya

(Aw yeah)

Yeah

(Aw Yeah)

Like a reverend bless him

Nigga jump up out his body, alpha kappa step him

We ain't even have to drill him, that boy learned his lesson (Pussy)

Ain't gotta shoot, I got a kill switch I ain't scared to press it (Let's go)

Like a lace I'm tied in (Tied in)

Grab yo pipe and slide in (Slide in)

She say this Molly got me lit so I just told her try it then (Pop One)

12 hit the lights we got these pipes so I just told him fly then (Skrt)

Put that cake up on his top and he went sweet like pie is (Pussy)

(Gang shit nigga)

(LMG4L)

(OTLILBITCH y'all know how the fuck we rocking man)

(Let's rock man)