Demons

[Verse 1: Headtapp Gz]
On your block and I’m totin’ my G
Man down if he jack FOG
It’s me and MG and we yellin’ “RG”
Ain’t put on for this team you ain’t chillin’ wit’ me
If it’s me and AD we gon’ go on a spree
All black wit’ a tech and it’s matchin’ the ski
In the Yard like where is the Gz?
That’s a P if I catch Lil Quis
That’s on bro he get sent up to Queez
And they mad ‘cause I’m mixin’ the Pizz wit’ the T
Hop out, boom a nigga in the street
And I’m off a bean right now movin’ wocky
You get shot if you movin’ too oppy
[?] my demon, park up in your lobby
Quick draw, you get left on your back
And lil Man could’ve been in a pack real facts
And I been told y’all Khiskii a rat
All that RT shit is faded that’s a fact
We had [?] runnin’ like he play for track
Put the beam on you cannot run you get tagged
Any opposition gettin’ whacked
If the flag not black then that shit gettin’ clapped
Juju, how did you get in my pack?
Niggas roll on your P’s and left you lookin’ flat

[Verse 2: Wal Blixk]
All black in case you gotta-
Like, do you really boom shit?
Speakin’ on Boom, why you ain’t go out and Boom?
That nigga ain’t do shit, like
Veerside niggas is ruthless, like
Kirk niggas really be troopin’
Ever since Lo [?] if you not on that time then we gotta loot it
Word to my mother, on my flag, like, how many opps did bad?
I see Abu watch the way that I crash
I’m crashin’ out right there without a mask
On Lo Bands, belt niggas ass
When I seen lil Kha that was his ass
[?] is lucky I gave him a pass
When I see him again then he gettin’ bun
[?] be wavin’ the gun
Baow, baow, watch the Hat niggas run
Borgie got hit wit’ some shit that was hot
Like, why the fuck did he lack when we spun?
[?], three in a month
Blixk got shot, how the fuck is y’all up?
Every Brower nigga gettin’ touched
What did y’all do when [?] got jumped?
I got some shooters in Dior
They need to free Lil Mali
In the cells he gettin’ his weight up
Nigga, that’s big ol’ Mali
Humble, why you keep goin’ out badly?
Bun that, why you callin’ next mon daddy?
Word to Folk you ain’t spinnin’ for Tony
What the fuck, I know your deads not happy

[Verse 3: RG AD]
Me and Heady gon’ spin through the B
Catch us a opp gon’ end up like T
Don’t mention my name if you don’t want no beef
When I linked up that last boy put brains in the street
And you know how I rock
6Trey I’m comin’ wit’ Lots
But don’t get confused when I slide wit’ the Floxks
[?] on timin’ he aim for your top, like ahh
But fuck that, back to the Hats
Me and Keem gon’ blitz through the back
If I call [?] we gon’ blitz through the front
And that’s how we know we got a new pack, like, grrah
If you fuck wit’ my opps you shot
Fuck that, you gon’ get it the worst
I don’t need a perc just to go to work
You and your mans suck dick stop lyin’ in your verse
And you know we still lootin’ for Lo
And you know we still murder for Melly
I see a opp he get hit by that deli
[?] got hit in his belly
Tony, Tdott, shit got me deady
I come to the H I’m slidin’ wit’ Heady
But don’t lack, just know I’m totin’ my strap
Free Gbaby you know that’s a fact
Free MarGee he soon be back
Boy, stop all the dissin’
Me and Reem G on a mission
I catch us a opp I back out my G
How many opps got put on a tee?
Shizz, Tony, Leafy, Queez
[?] and better when we spin through the B
Fuck Ray Makk he died wit’ his G
Free MarGee [?] very soon
Smokin’ on [?] his face on the V
Spin through the Hook I’m throwin’ like three
Now [?] reverse the V
I don’t know why niggas sayin’ my name
Slime got shot, Jack he deceased
I don’t know niggas sayin’ my name
Slime got shot, Jack he deceased
BT what? All them niggas kids
Ask about how we get on the B
Throw a shot make everyone flee
Borgie got shot should’ve died on the B
Free MarGee Mr. Hop-Out-And-Squeeze
Khiskii got shot, he couldn’t breathe
Man got shot, who gon’ be next?
How many opps gon’ die in they ‘jects?
Fuck lil Ju got put right to bed
Slide through Coney, where is the Hats?
I’m tryna put a nigga in this pack
Smokin’ on Tdott mix it wit’ the Dot
I’m tryna boom a nigga in his top
Free Jay Savv he stuck on the rock
Free BV he throw every trip
I’m tryna do a nigga like he-
I’m tryna do a nigga like he Rick
Free RG my niggas took risks
Hop out throwin’ watch his body shift
Catch [?] we clearin’ the strip
Throw like five right at his back
Throw like nine right at his hat
That’s 5 9 ways I put him in this pack
[?] he quick to react
I don’t know why these niggas tryna cap
Call up J Shiesty you know that’s the Z
But when he hop out you gon’ see he’s all black