Marz - Demon

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Papa Rick on the beat
With the rage from head to feet
Look at hot Rick with the passion push this pedal goin far
Red horns
Blue bills
Bitch there ain’t no stoppin Rick
New born
With skills
Get the fuck up off my dick
Papa evil with it actin like it’s new
Keep a stick that’s just for blood this that trigger finger glue
I been through
All the ups and downs of geekin off the shrooms
Saw them demons they was scary they was lookin like Riku
Anywho
Split some henny with the tab and a dab Papa Ricky feelin bad in this Viper goin fast
Never last
I stay dripped from head to toe
Bitch I’m a different bro
How you gonna diss Ricky bitch that’s a whole new low
Even though
I’m the one they call me Ricky Papa stay packin with dough
Geeked off acid Ricky on a different flow
Might get flaccid with it though
This the one they callin Demon come see junkies lose they mind all over snow
Red horns
Blue bills
Bitch there ain’t no stoppin Rick
New born
With skills
Get the fuck up off my dick
No remorse
Cold kills
Bitch don’t ever test my blick
Super sports
No spills
Just blink twice and I’m out quick
1, 2
3, 4
Count your days till you bout dead
All the smoke
Give it to me
Till I paint the streets in red
I’m the best
Never rest
I stay locked in off the med
Heart is gone
Moving on
I stay countin all this bread
“Somebody stop me”
He spittin blicky talk while with his possy
He been talkin like he tough
Like he somebody
He been playin with my name
Might catch a body
Bitch I’m naughty
He questioned clips
Best zip his lips
Just before I claim a soul with Retta sticks “Fuck your gangs” bitch let her rips
It’s take one more and “Fuck the world” and see the bigs patrol the sticks
Bitch this that TRAPWRLD no fake pimps
Bitch I don’t bang but killed some crips
Feel like DD
The way my horns formed out my head this shift like 3D
I wave a Johnny is this scene bitch now they see me
What will it be?
1 2 3
1 with me
While 2 on me
That’s 2V2 but bets on me
“Lock in Ricky”
Bitch you the lock
And I’m the key
Tell them pricks to bring my clips
You stupid bitch
I said capeesh
Need them blicks just for some blips
I flick the switch
Fuck all deceased
Know some shooters, Bay x LA
Sharky smiles
Itchy fingers
They claim any color prey
Walk the miles
Off the stingers
I’m 805 Certified
They can’t understand this vibe
They try to claim that I ain’t west
Little they know that I’m the best
Just cuz I’m louder, that they pressed
I talk all the shit cuz I’m the shit I’m a modern Kanye West

[@805Marz]

im 805 certified they cant understand this vibe