Demonic Lyrics

Enhance

Back then I was better than this

Heard your boy ran through with a five five six

Just give me a minute I'll talk my shit

And I know that I said it before but baby I promise

Everything you want I already got it

Practice what I preach like a mo-fuckin profit

Keep fire my waist like lil bitch I'm demonic

I said what I said I'm just being honest

Just keeping it real

Lil bro live a movie his life like a film

On top of my game its just fuck how you feel

Talk to the voices off the x like I'm mentally ill

Yeah, heat on my hip and that shit gonna kill

Boy lost all his feelings he off of the pills

Pour me some wock imma crack me a seal

Three shots at his body he spin like a wheel

Spin like a merry-go-round

I suppressed that gun it don't make no sound

I could fuck yo bitch tell her turn that round

Ain't nobody listen to me so I'll talk to myself

I could make a bitch go feral, Gucci apparel

Boy look like Mario throw 'em a barrel

We puffin on reefer but this ain't a coral

I'm out of my body I'm feelin immortal

Hollow tipped rounds, drum mag, infinite

How you make your bands, god damn, internet

Boy been tryna turn that shit up like a mix

Like I said before he got hit with a five five six

Dressed in all black fuck all that vampire shit

Those from Aliexpress boy those ain't Ricks

Got a drum mag on the gun shit got a kick

So fuckin' up I could charge for a pic

I could charge for this shit, I could charge at a bitch

Banana mag monkey around with the clip

Those shots hit his leg and they making him limp

Its all off the top boy, ain't no script

Remember when I used to use Rhymezone

Shoutout to Aidan he trap off an iPhone

And shoutout my old friends, those different time zones

Boy those ain't diamonds you wearing rhinestones

Back then I was better than this

Heard your boy ran through with a five five six

Just give me a minute I'll talk my shit

And I know that I said it before but baby I promise

Everything you want I already got it

Practice what I preach like a mo-fuckin profit

Keep fire my waist like lil bitch I'm demonic

I said what I said I'm just being honest

Just keeping it real

Lil bro live a movie his life like a film

On top of my game its just fuck how you feel

Talk to the voices off the x like I'm mentally ill

Yeah, heat on my hip and that shit gonna kill

Boy lost all his feelings he off of the pills

Pour me some wock imma crack me a seal

Three shots at his body he spin like a wheel