Ish - Demons lyrics

Ah, ah, ah I'm letting out my inner demons I'm going off of the deep end Straight shots, let them seep in Girl calling me and she screaming Click, nah, no time for that Loose spinning like clothes In a laundry mat I'm feelin' like I've never seen Things so clear If I'm losing my mind I don't want it back (Demons, come on) (You got a vision) (You're on a mission) (Demons, live on) Yeah (And when I die) (They may hang me) When I die, hang me high New definition of the meaning fly High on life, in the fast lane Feeling like I'm 'bout to catch a DUI I'm gonna make some bad decisions Regret them repeat them Talk sh** about me in your sentences I'll make you eat them, yeah Clean the plate Then I wanna know Tell me how that taste Revenge is best served cold Or at least so they say Let's toast to life Cheers, have a sip You can catch me one year from now On a yacht playing battle ship (Demons, come on) (Demons, live on) (And when I die) (They may hang me) E-DUBBLE: Yo, I guess it's summer time Fresh Prince Boppers pops to that guest list They want the vood But they got to move Cause this basement Only holds two chicks No chains, old chucks They eatin' out, food trucks Foody's moods are like tootie-fruity They little rich if that food s**s So these demons Leaning off Sunny D Clumsy dancing like Sunny's D Hammer pants and florecent jams Those ladies like to live Tongue in cheek They moombahton And they Louis Vuitton Then spill a drink On their Louboutin sh** was fake At least I hope for your sake Kicking sh**, soccor mom These sake bombs can make (Demons talk) Vodka bombs are like (Beautiful) Columbo mumbles, no apprehension That's sax against it Judge Edo's fault Or maybe just E-dub's fault O.J. don't need no hope My fiction's down To my nine to pool is like That he walks off Yeah, I keep a wookie As a bodyguard Yeah, my f**ing wookie's Gonna body ya'll Yeah, you think I'm trippin' Baby, not at all Too tone, too s**y Black pays my Hey man The haters, I don't mind you I drop you like I signed you I'm gonna be here Longer than your last name And you rappers are too sweet Aspartame Catch you off guard Like a hiccup Steal a show like This is a stick up Making you feelin' like You got a curse in your a** Right at the thirteen Jason mask