Demons Songtext
von Fredo Santana

What the fuck is that man?
What the fuck is that?
Kill that nigga man
We gone man, on foenem

Weighin′ up work on the triple beam
Scraping up work off the pyrex

I been getting money since 16

I don't give a fuck about a rap check
I ain′t even gotta go to the gym
Been in the trap, lose weight, watch the process


We don't give a fuck about no vest boy
We be shooting shit, damn where your head at?
Your ass out here looking broke boy
Goddamn lil nigga where your bread at?
You can catch Fredo everywhere

Never where the feds at
Nigga wanna kick it like kung fu
I don't fuck with niggas man they been fu
Niggas be fake, straight see through
Got tints on the whip, it ain′t see through
These bitches be thots, they too through
My money so long can′t see you
Rich nigga only eat seafood
Gotta watch these hoes, they'll use you
Every day I wake with a new boo

Every day I wake with a new tool
These hoes say that I′m too cool
Shooters on the squad and they shoot
Fye, fye, fye