[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Demon, yeah, demon, yeah, demon, yeah, demon (Yeah)
I don't feel it, I don't feel it, I don't feel it, I don't feel it (Yeah)
Just got done spending ten at Neiman's (Yeah)
Yeah, I told 'em that I died, but they didn't believe it, ah (What?)
Just got done talking to my demon (Ha), wipe your shoes off (Yeah)
You say you sippin', but that's barely a deuce though (Yeah)
My brother scored on so many pints, he a Jamba Juicer (Yeah)
How you rapping 'bout that lean, you ain't sippin' no damn syrup (Why?)
You ain't seen no perc before (Yeah), yеah, don't try to act live (Yeah)
You ain't seen no Act beforе, bitch I was high that you would die (Yeah)
Told y'all, wake up then I boot up, bitch I worry about getting high (High)

[Post-Chorus]
All my twizzy getting money, bitch we rich so we gon' fly (I fly)
I'm finna pull up on that bitch, and fuck that bitch right from the side (Oorh)
Bust a nut up on that bitch, I left that shit right on her thigh
Bitch I wake up in the middle of the night (Yeah)
It don't matter, I make so much money sleep and then it's fun (It's fun)
I just mixed the X with the Oxy' like it's fine (Yeah)
Yeah, I can't talk to my ex, cause that bitch just wanna waste my time
But half of the time she just wanna fuck, she gon' feel it in her spine (Yeah)
Yeah, only fuck with rich bitches now, only dimes (Let's go)
[Bridge]
Hold up, this a brand new Rollie, I bust it down (Yeah)
You get action for what you did, it come around (Come)
I been on the jet, I made it out (Yeah)
Don't act stupid, we see how you try the steal style (Woah, woah)

[Verse]
Ahh (Uh, oh), they know everything I ate (Yeah)
Used to eat them noodles, now I'm eating shrimp and steak (Foreally)
How the hell you fell in love? Bitch, this ain't even the first date (Yeah, what?)
Said she wanna have kids, bitch, get 'em off your face (Yeah)
That pussy boy was lackin', shit we got 'em on the race (How the fuck? Yeah)
I don't really even be trying, but I end up in first place (Yeah)
I be stepping in this bitch, like I'm the one who own this place (Yeah, yeah)
Every morning take a Tesla, bitch, I live in outer space (Yeah-yeah)
And that ain't what you heard from us (Ahh), they seen that Yeat come from nothing, blow up like I'm Osama (Ooh)
My closet used to be Old Navy, now it's all designer (Yeah)
I got M's in my pocket, bitch you can't even find 'em (Woah, demon, yeah, demon, yeah)

[Chorus]
Demon, yeah, demon, yeah, demon, yeah, demon (Yeah)
How I'm feelin', how I'm feelin', how I'm feelin', how I'm feelin' (Yeah)
Just got done spending ten at Neiman's (Yeah)
Yeah, I told 'em that I died, but they didn't believe it, ah (What?)
Just got done talking to my demon (Ha), wipe your shoes off (Yeah)
You say you sippin', but that's barely a deuce though (Yeah)
My brother scored on so many pints, he a Jamba Juicer (Yeah)
How you rapping 'bout that lean, you ain't sippin' no damn syrup (Why?)
You ain't seen no purp before (Yeah), yeah, don't try to act live (Yeah)
You ain't seen no Act before, bitch I was high that you would die (Yeah)
Told y'all, wake up then I boot up, bitch I worry about getting high (High)