Lyrics Danny the Devil - Genre feat. Yung Faucet

Yeah, aye
Let me tell you how it go when I get it done
That's for anyone think you know me, you don't know me none
Yeah I'm troublesome
We don't see 'em none
Especially, when he know he owe me one
It's a fact
Aye

I was dancin' with Danny the Devil
Told myself I'd never ever take a chance on this level man
I ain't buyin' what you sellin' man
Tell me what you tellin' me
'Cause all I hear is jealousy yeah
I'ma demon not a motherfuckin' devil man
Don't you see the bezel man?
Dirt up on my name? You gon' need a dump truck not a shovel man
Til' we hit the grave, put the pedal to the metal aye

Singing and rapping, I just don't run out of melodies (It never stop)
So, when I die, I know them bitches gon' remember me (Whoa!)
Fuckin' it up with my gang yeah you know me
Give me that nana, you know that's all a nigga need
I ball like Bron Bron, these other niggas overseas
When they be rapping, it be 'bout some shit we don't believe
Only "L" I ever took they printed on my key
Tell a fuck ass nigga you don't know me
(What you said?)
Double the Henny and less clothes (Hey!)
How I get like this? I swear only the Lord knows (Whoa, Whoa)
I got delivery (Yeah)
He got Digiorno's (Yeah)
If I gotta kick that bitch out, I let the door closed
(Aye, shut the door bitch)
Lookin' in my granny face (Hey!)
I see the sadness when I look inside my granny face (Hey, Hey)
It's more than five different ways her baby think about the cake
I count my money, fuck my bitch before I get to say my grace aye

I was dancin' with Danny the Devil
Told myself I'd never ever take a chance on this level man
I ain't buyin' what you sellin' man
Tell me what you tellin' me
'Cause all I hear is jealousy yeah
I'ma demon not a motherfuckin' devil man
Don't you see the bezel man?
Dirt up on my name? You gon' need a dump truck not a shovel man
Til' we hit the grave, put the pedal to the metal aye

Real boss niggas make real boss moves yeah (What you said?)
Good gas, nigga it'll cost you
Got four, five bitches and they all love shoes yeah (You know they boujee man)
Countin' hella money and they all blue yeah (What)
If you see me, probably in some new shit (Hey!)
Bust down nigga (Yeah)
Fuck the bracelet (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I just dropped two on my necklace (On my neck bitch)
Yeah, and baby that's just for the pendant
I got voices in my head and I can't ignore it (Yeah)
It be your niggas, be your homies who'll get you for it (Wow)
Rockin' Christian Dior, I know he can't afford it (Broke nigga man)
Fucked his bitch until the morning, love the way she moanin'
Pop a perky and I'm in my zone
Juggin' all night, so I can't go home
Lately, I've been feelin' like I can't go wrong
Baby, I've been gettin' money ever since I been broke (What you said?)

I was dancin' with Danny the Devil
Told myself I'd never ever take a chance on this level man
I ain't buyin' what you sellin' man
Tell me what you tellin' me
'Cause all I hear is jealousy yeah
I'ma demon not a motherfuckin' devil man
Don't you see the bezel man?
Dirt up on my name? You gon' need a dump truck not a shovel man
Til' we hit the grave, put the pedal to the metal aye

I see some demons in you
I see some demons in you
I see some demons in you
In you
In you
I see some demons in you
I was shopping at Nieman's too
I see some demons in you
In you
In you