Fredo Santana
Demons
[Intro]
What the fuck is that man?
What? what the fuck is that?
Kill that n***a man, we gone man, on fo'nem

[Verse]
Weighing up work on the triple beam
Scraping up work off the pyrex
I been getting money since sixteen
I don't give a fuck about a rap check
I ain't even gotta go to the gym
Been in the trap, lose weight, watch the process
We don't give a fuck about no vest boy
We be shooting shit, damn where your head at?
Your ass out here looking broke boy
Goddamn lil n***a, where your bread at?
You can catch Fredo everywhere
But never where the feds at
N***as wanna kick it like kung fu
I don't fuck with n***as, man they been fu
N***as be fake, straight see through
Yeah tints on the whip, it ain't see through
These bitches be thots, they too through
My money so long, can't see you
Rich n***a only eat seafood
Gotta watch these hoes, they'll use you
Every day I wake with a new boo
Wait wait, every day I wake with a new tool, yeah yeah
These hoes say that I'm too cool, yeah yeah
Shooters on the squad and they shoot, fire fire fire