Drake - Demons ft Sosa Geek & Fivio Foreign lyrics

[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