Demons & Goblins (feat. Meek Mill)

Uh, Fivio Foreign, for the opps
Bow
Uh, yeah
Demons and goblins
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it, ayy
Gon' feed 'em regardless
Huh, bow, look, uh

I'm with the demons and goblins (I am)
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it, ayy
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (walkin')
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin'

I'm with the demons and goblins (I am)
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it (I do)
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh (hol' up)
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (walkin')
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin', uh

Skrrt off (skrrt off), park it (park it)
Hop out (skrrt), spark it (bow)
Woo (woo), walk it (walk it)
I took the money that they offered, uh
Took a Perccie, I'm evolvin', uh
She gon' suck me up regardless, uh
I'm a different type of artist
T-ed up, ooh, walkin' on a coffin

Too wild (wild), jump in the crowd (jump in the crowd)
I did a show, I need money, I want it now
Look, look, uh, ayy
Too wild (wild), jump in the crowd (jump in the crowd)
I did a show, I need money, I want it now
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I'm with the demons and goblins
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it, ayy
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (walkin')
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin'

I'm with the demons and goblins (I am)
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it, ayy
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (bow)
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin'

Niggas get whacked for talkin' 'bout me
Now who was you sayin'? (Lil' bitch)
I'm smokin' you niggas every category
Now who was you playin'? (Ayy, ayy)
I really ball, make a mill with the love
I can switch up the hand (I can)
My dawg so savage, when he catch an opp (Ayy)
He do a dance

Hit it, hit it, hit it, woah (ay, ay, ay, ay)
Bunch of bitches at the telly goin' up
Bunch of real niggas showin' up (yeah)
Lot of Cuban links, lot of Pateks glowin' up
Real niggas throw it up (ayy, ayy)
Sugar baby suckin' on the dick
Good gaggin', soundin' like she throwin' up (ayy)
Ever seen it in a helicopter (ayy)
To them double Rs, then they know it's up (ayy, ayy, ayy)

Fivie (Fivie)
Bring 'em to Brooklyn, rob 'em (I am)
This shit drop bodies (Bow)
Crossin' these hoes like Kyrie (ayy, ayy, ayy) Woo
Find me (find me)
I be up town with a mami (I am)
Sippin' on 1942 with a 40 glued right beside me (ayy, ayy)

I'm with the demons and goblins (I am)
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall it, ayy
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (walkin')
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin'

I'm with the demons and goblins (I am)
Give me the money, I need 'em to stall (I do)
Uh (uh), we see an opp and squeezin' with caution
Uh, bow, huh
Leavin' a target (leavin' a target)
Dead man (dead man) walkin' (walkin')
Gotta stay low 'cause the people be talkin' (ay, ay)



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Rihmeek Williams, Fivio Foreign, Brendan Walsh, Luis Campozano
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