Текст песни Demons - Weiland feat. Crying & XanGang
Yes,
I
need
the
guap,
so
I'm
workin'
with
the
demons
Packrunner
Weiland,
I'm
flexin'
for
the
seasons
I
got
your
bitch
dreamin',
she
callin'
me
a
heathen
Glizzy
got
a
silencer,
so
you
can't
hear
a
sound
Whole
team
finesse,
so
we
come
in
like
some
hounds
Keep
the
llama
loaded,
yeah,
filled
with
hollow
rounds
I'm
up
in
the
lab,
we
distribute
by
the
pounds
Dressed
up
in
that
Gosha
Rubchinskiy
Don't
know
why
she
actin'
like
she
miss
me
Talkin'
reckless,
that'll
get
you
hit,
B
Diamonds
on
my
necklace,
they
so
pissy
I
can't
talk
to
you,
I'm
off
the
Xans
I
just
fucked
around
and
made
some
bands
Dirty
two-liter
in
my
hand
Baby,
I
can't
even
understand
Pulled
up
in
a
four-door
foreign
I
can't
wife
the
bitch
'cause
she's
borin'
Look
up
and
the
money
be
pourin'
Acne
Studios
is
what
I'm
scorin'
Look
up
to
the
future
and
I'm
tourin'
Yes,
I
need
the
guap,
so
I'm
workin'
with
the
demons
Packrunner
Weiland,
I'm
flexin'
for
the
seasons
Got
your
bitch
dreamin',
they
callin'
me
a
heathen
Yes,
I
need
the
guap,
yes,
I
need
the
guap,
jugg,
jugg,
jugg
Yes,
I
need
the
guap,
so
I'm
workin'
with
the
demons
Packrunner
Weiland,
I'm
flexin'
for
the
seasons
Got
your
bitch
dreamin',
they
callin'
me
a
heathen
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
I
need
the
guap
I
need
the
guap
I
need
the
guap,
yeah
I
need
the
guap
1 Ghost
2 Mean
3 Add It Up (ft. NolanBeRollin)
4 Demons
5 Last Laugh (ft. Lil Flash)
6 Issue
7 Knots
8 Painless
9 Like Her (ft. Lil Flash)
10 Fake Love
11 Spaceship
12 See Through
13 Plot
14 Trust
15 Never
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