Drake, Fivio Foreign, Sosa Geek - Demons

[Intro: Drake & Fivio Foreign] Like what? (Who made this?) Yeah, yeah (JB made this, hahahaha) Six, six, six, six, six, six Baow Yeah [Chorus: Drake & Fivio Foreign] Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie I'm in this bitch with the Wooski Ball in the summer like Drew League Champagne got me loopy Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy All the demons lookin' moody (What?) All the demons lookin' moody [Verse 1: Drake & Fivio Foreign] Skrrt 'round there in your ends, whole southside on ten Not like them, make men lean out Benz That's how a man get blem, you and your friends This Hermés from runway, this ain't Ralph Lauren Tell them again, loved her way back when Drunk so I type "Je t'aime" but don't hit send Send some bread to the pen All my G's are blessed, we check in for them Whole lotta charges laid to this day No confessions for them Man really feel no ways, these man waste No progression for them Think you're bad, just wait, food get ate And that's just lessons for them Sosa (Sosa), Fivi (Fivi), lookin' like KD and Kyrie (I am) My TD Bank is on what? (What?) My TD Bank is on Kylie (Ayy, ayy) Tribeca in the lobby, all these niggas gettin' dodgy (Baow) When we see 'em, it's a body (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Drake & Fivio Foreign] Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie) I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am) Ball in the summer like Drew League Champagne got me loopy (Baow) Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (Baow) All the demons lookin' moody (All the demons lookin' moody) Ayy, ayy, ayy [Verse 2: Fivio Foreign] Move (Move), get out the way (Get out the way, lil' bitch), uh Say the wrong thing, you'll get shot in your face (Baow, yeah) Fivi (Fivi), laced (Laced), I put the opps in they place (Opp) Yeah, if you a gangster, then you gotta relate (Ayy, ayy, ayy) She got a face that you cannot mistake She paid for the food and we went on a date Head game great, huh, she let me nut on her face, ayy, ayy, ayy Uh, every time she link, she come with an eighth (Baow) Viral, you ain't never make a movie with Drake (Baow) Sponsor (Sponsor), I take a Perc, now I'm turned to a monster (Turned to a monster) Uh, I'm in the court like "I'm sorry, your honor" (I'm sorry, your honor, lil' bitch, baow) I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (Baow, baow) Yeah, I killed the opp, but I ain't catchin' no karma (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Chorus: Drake, Fivio Foreign & Sosa Geek] Fivi (Fivi), Sosa (Sosa), viral (Viral), movie (Movie) I'm in this bitch with the Wooski (I am) Ball in the summer like Drew League Champagne got me loopy Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy (Ayy, what? What?) All the demons lookin' moody (Ayy, look) Ayy, ayy [Verse 3: Sosa Geek] Bitch, I'm a demon in the night And I'm a shark up underwater (I am) I got shooters in New York And I got shooters across the border (What?) I call Drake and tell him off 'em (Drake) Ayy, I call Drake and tell him off 'em (What?) If they Woo walk, I probably taught 'em (I did) I got the money, they say that I'm gifted Fuck sale, so I'm givin' out gift stamps (I am) Highway, me and Fivio lifted (What?) London, man, I need me a thick bitch (A thick) And a Louis bag just so I can fit me the grip in (Grip) I got the swag, so tell me the difference Mike Amiri, best believe they fitted She wanna fuck, but I ain't with it Headshot, knock him off his fitted Punch him out, send that boy to that dentist Talkin' Henny, it better be Privilège, ayy Baow, what? It better be Privilège [Chorus: Drake & Fivio Foreign] Fivi, Sosa, viral, movie I'm in this bitch with the Wooski Ball in the summer like Drew League Champagne got me loopy Glizzy Bop lookin' groovy All the demons lookin' moody (What?) All the demons lookin' moody Ayy, ayy