Pretty Demons

[Intro: Dixson Waz & Miah Kenzo]
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Elias Beats)
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Everything ready, everything sturdy; RdoMadeIt)
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Ms. Everything Ready, you heard?)
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Like, like)
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Like)
Toco-toco-tó, toco-toco-toto (Pop bitches off court, grahh-boom)

[Verse 1: Miah Kenzo]
I don't think y’all was ready for this (Ready for this)
I told Shani to pass me the grip (Pass me the grip)
Ain't no lettin' up nothin’, I'ma let it rip (Like, damn)
If you tweak on my name then it's lit (Then it's lit)
Like, I got knock to make this nigga dance (Like, move)
Only shootin', knock can never jam (Like, damn)
If that shit do, she get beat with my hands (Like, what?)
New opp, shit bussin' like, damn (Grahh-grahh)
Set the drop, we gon' spin and cause havoc (Cause havoc)
Pretty demons, we wit' all the static (Like, damn)
Ain’t no stoppin’, we gon' let ’em have it (Let 'em have it)
I'm really on timin', y’all bitches just actin' (Like, damn)
Niggas spinnin' thru what? (Like what?)
I'm with some bitches that's really gon' dump
If you come with your friends, then they not doin' nothin' (They not doin' nothin')
Don't gotta act tough, bitch I do it for fun, like (I do it for fun)

[Chorus: Miah Kenzo]
Ayy yo, Shani, you ready to geek? (Like, damn)
On the track, like you really gon' tweak? (You really gon' tweak)
Like we up, like who bigger than we? (Who bigger than we?)
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet (Spin it on feet)
Like, we gon' spin it on feet (Like, damn)
We gon' spin it on feet (Spin it on feet)
Yeah, we up, like who bigger than we?
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet (Spin it on feet)

[Verse 2: Miah Kenzo]
Everything dead if you not one of mines (Like, damn)
Pay attention, they ain't crossin' no lines (Ain't crossin' no lines)
Like, movin' dumb, you get sent to the sky (Like, what?)
Can't go out like Dummy, got lined by a bop (Lined by a what?)
I keep a knock everywhere that I go (Everywhere that I go)
Got two shooters that's totin' two poles (They totin' two poles)
In the V, on the chase, gettin' low (Like, damn)
If she droppin' my Makk, then that bitch gotta go (Ewok)
Niggas talk on my name, and I'm never gon' trip (Like, what?)
Police at home, better come with yo' bitch (Come with yo' bitch)
I'ma beat on her face, I don't care who she with (Like, damn)
Niggas talkin' on me, but they mans in a spliff (They mans in a spliff)
I'm sayin', "Free them", you say, "R.I.P" (Say R.I.P)
Why the fuck is you talkin' on me? (Talkin' on me?)
All this media shit really crazy to me (Like, damn)
Every day a new diss, y'all be havin' me weak (Grahh-grahh-grahh)

[Chorus: Miah Kenzo]
Ayy yo, Shani, you ready to geek? (Ready to tweak?)
On the track, like you really gon' tweak? (Like, damn, like, damn)
Like we up, like who bigger than we? (Bigger than we)
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet
Like, we gon' spin it on feet (Like, damn)
We gon' spin it on feet
Yeah, we up, like who bigger than we? (Who bigger than we?)
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet (Grahh-grahh)

[Verse 3: Shani Boni]
Like, look
Ayy, yo, Miah, these bitches be actin'
They ain't never gon' slide thru my block (Like, what?)
Someone tell lil' Winter, "Stop cappin'"
We spin thru the Mitch tryna see what's her bop
And I'm all that, on bro, I don't beef on the 'gram
She get beat, we gon' throw her on cam
Bitches stay tryna diss, like, go pick up ya' man
I told bro, "I got pole", just incase this shit jam (Grahh-grahh)
Like, word to my mother, these bitches is soft
Smokin' who? She get packed in her jaw
All my bitches on timin', don't try pick a brawl
Why they talkin' if they don't be ready for war?
Like, we gon' hop out, with the knocks out
See the opps, we gon' clear the whole block out
Niggas be talkin' crazy, better watch out
I'm never hidin', tell them bitches, "Pop out"
Hate when they rappin', actin' like they do shit (Like, what?)
Niggas died, they started makin' music
Like, all jokes aside, this shit'll be confusin'
And I know she totin' choppa, she don't use it
I can say what I want, 'cause I back it up
Tell niggas pack it up, some of this shit don't be addin' up
Hope niggas don't get me mad enough
.22 caliber, she get to runnin', no challenger (Grahh)

[Chorus: Miah Kenzo]
Ayy yo, Shani, you ready to geek? (Ready to tweak?)
On the track, like you really gon' tweak? (Like, damn, like, damn)
Like we up, like who bigger than we? (Bigger than we)
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet
Like, we gon' spin it on feet (Like, damn)
We gon' spin it on feet
Yeah, we up, like who bigger than we? (Who bigger than we?)
Ain't no need for no V, we gon' spin it on feet (Grahh-grahh)