On “Demons”, Sueco discusses parts of his journey and rise to fame, as well as what his lifestyle is currently like due to him becoming more and more popular. In this song, you can find outstanding vocals, an all-around vibe, and a catchy melody all throughout.
[Verse 1]
I got seven naked bitches like a coke house
I got French girls flying out to SoCal
When I step up in the strip, all the hoes know me
Two pounds, that's a whole lotta gold on me
I can't wait until this shit become a regular ting
I met shorty in Miami, we was loaded
Let me whip the Lamborghini, it was floatin'
Gimme, gimme, gimme one year, I'ma own it
I got cheese, I got bread, I got everything between
I'll take a vegan bitch and I give her protein
Pass it to the relly, home run for the team
Got foreign hoes, redbones comin' by threes
[Pre-Chorus]
I been up three days, no sleep, but I ain't tired
She a dub and she actin' like a goofy that's tired
Finna make my bag twenty-three and retire
Crazy, but it's true, I ain't never been no liar
[Chorus]
Fly to the Caymans
I fly to Dubai
I ain't pay for no ticket
'Cause they want me to sign
Pen to the paper, X by the line
You a time-waster, don't waste my time
I can't be trusted with money, it's funny
'Cause that's everything I've been looking for
Sauce when I drip, holy shit, I feel rich
And your bitch is the bitch I've been looking for
[Verse 2]
Everyone snoozing, they sleepin', they snorin'
Roundhouse to yo face, why they call me Chuck Norris?
She wanna be my main, she got ass, but ain't worth it
So I put her on the premium Snap, now she workin'
I had to put away my pride for a reason
Why yo bitch wanna fuck? 'Cause you dry and I'm seasoned
I could smell the bitch on 'em, pussy got a strong fragrance
Think he poppin', but he got a good imagination
Lately, it's been hard to tell what women really want from me
Wonder what's the reason why they come around and fuck with me
Met her last night, said she gon' keep in touch with me
Said I wanna meet her up, no question she gon' fuck for me
[Pre-Chorus]
I been up three days, no sleep, but I ain't tired
She a dub and she actin' like a goofy that's tired
Finna make my bag twenty-three and retire
Crazy, but it's true, I ain't never been no liar
[Chorus]
Fly to the Caymans
I fly to Dubai
I ain't pay for no ticket
'Cause they want me to sign
Pen to the paper, X by the line
You a time-waster, don't waste my time
I can't be trusted with money, it's funny
'Cause that's everything I've been looking for
Sauce when I drip, holy shit, I feel rich
And your bitch is the bitch I've been looking for