Demons by GuttaWitDaSack x 18 Veno Lyrics
Hook
We on they neck can’t let up , hit a opp block it’s wet up ,chill wit a nigga act like we dogs next thing you know he set up , Lil greedy ass nigga wanted extra piped up on a whole other level, got a few demons wit me like the devil rocking out slanging heavy metal
Gutta verse
Kick da door in like fuck it , bet they ain’t even see this shit coming , thuggin hustling dope running nigga gotta whole lot of dope money , door hanging off the henges in da trap , can’t lie bitch it’s to many straps to many packs to much , straight out the trenches then hopped in a bag , I done brought out to much cash living so fast I do the dash , hating ass waiting for the crash to late first class I’m jetlagged , gutta in da trenches posted where the jets at Ps of the Jetfuel you gone need a jet pack, bout flood the streets near you yea yea nigga you bet that, riding wit the pack can’t hide the smell idk the name shit high as hell my dog Lil cousin just caught a body we flew out of town just to hide from 12, nigga try me I’m upping catch a case quick like nothing wit the draco all in public some days a nigga feel like fuck it
Veno verse
Got a few demons they ready to rock out I got the draco told bro bring the Glock out , niggas be hiding they don’t wanna pop out clean my hand wit the Ajax I’m gone bring the mop out , i deer wit the stick bitch I’m ready to hunt kicking shit wit this K ready to punt ,woke up hungry asf eat the beat up for lunch wha you made last year I just made in a month , choppers / swing thru we gone hit the whole block up I’m in the kitchen whip dope til it lock up, turn to a chemist call me Harry porter sip the whole prescription but don’t have a DR , these niggas know wha I bang big route 18 they know wha I claim say you a shooter but don’t have know I am face shot bitch you know we gone aim for the brain
We on they neck can’t let up , hit a opp block it’s wet up ,chill wit a nigga act like we dogs next thing you know he set up , Lil greedy ass nigga wanted extra piped up on a whole other level, got a few demons wit me like the devil rocking out slanging heavy metal
Gutta verse
Kick da door in like fuck it , bet they ain’t even see this shit coming , thuggin hustling dope running nigga gotta whole lot of dope money , door hanging off the henges in da trap , can’t lie bitch it’s to many straps to many packs to much , straight out the trenches then hopped in a bag , I done brought out to much cash living so fast I do the dash , hating ass waiting for the crash to late first class I’m jetlagged , gutta in da trenches posted where the jets at Ps of the Jetfuel you gone need a jet pack, bout flood the streets near you yea yea nigga you bet that, riding wit the pack can’t hide the smell idk the name shit high as hell my dog Lil cousin just caught a body we flew out of town just to hide from 12, nigga try me I’m upping catch a case quick like nothing wit the draco all in public some days a nigga feel like fuck it
Veno verse
Got a few demons they ready to rock out I got the draco told bro bring the Glock out , niggas be hiding they don’t wanna pop out clean my hand wit the Ajax I’m gone bring the mop out , i deer wit the stick bitch I’m ready to hunt kicking shit wit this K ready to punt ,woke up hungry asf eat the beat up for lunch wha you made last year I just made in a month , choppers / swing thru we gone hit the whole block up I’m in the kitchen whip dope til it lock up, turn to a chemist call me Harry porter sip the whole prescription but don’t have a DR , these niggas know wha I bang big route 18 they know wha I claim say you a shooter but don’t have know I am face shot bitch you know we gone aim for the brain