Demon
Hey no I dont want no bitch I'm a demon
I've been tryna die for awhile no reason
Hit the city play a show then I'm leavin
Shawty bitin on my throat till I'm bleedin
I could fuck but I don't really want to
When I die ima come back and haunt you
She want me [cause I?] don't really want to
My black dress shawty in the back with the [lunch boo?]
I've been gettin' high codiene and sprite, got the coca right with the henny on ice
And the switchblade on me I don't really wanna fight
But I cut a bitch down I ain't afraid to die
I've been doin shit in the city you could never do
Now they love me and the money comin steady too
Devil talkin to me hear me on the cellular
When I die I'ma probably go to he--