Demon Slayer Song Lyrics

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Song:– Demon Slayer

Singer:– Lil Boom

Album:– The End Of The World

Producer:– Alfie Snapped & 904TEZZO

Written:– Lil Boom, Alfie Snapped & 904TEZZO

Label:– 10K Projects & Homemade Projects

Demon Slayer Lyrics Lil Boom

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Ayy, I just took my bitch to work on labor day (Labor day)
Ayy, black and white cars, I ain’t racist, ayy (I ain’t racist, ayy)
Ayy, Lil Boom, yeah, I’m finna run for mayor, ayy (Run for mayor, ayy)
Your bitch say that I’m a demon, I’ma slay her, ayy (Slayer, ayy)
I’m a slayer, ayy, I want green like Major Payne (Major)
I’m a player, ayy, I’ma go the SEGA way (Player)
I’m like Lebron, but I don’t do this for no legacy
Pass that shit like Nash, but I’m no Tennessee

[Verse 1]
Ha, yeah, you kiddin’ me? (Yeah)
Y’all thought y’all were gettin’ rid of me (Nah)
Bitch, I’m here to make history, so take your notes on chapter three
I cheated on my state test, stealin’ shit at recess
Knew I was gonna be the best once I found my presets
Fifth grade they was laughin’ on me, everybody crackin’ on me
‘Til I made some magic and now everybody clappin’ for me
Round of applause when I preach, when I speak
It’s a cultural reset, I kick my feet back and then

[Verse 2]
I’m on the wing, like Grant Hill
Sing to your bitch like Sam Smith
When I’m in the paint do a windmill
Lil’ nigga, you better stand clear
Bitch named Lee, like Stan here
Broke bitches, I can’t stand them
401K, like grandparents
I’m want her buns, like a ham sandwich
I’m on the bread, like canned relish
She want my meat, like new deli
I might pull up with a hand cannon
She shakin’ that ass like smooth jelly
I’m eatin’ good, got two bellies
She gon’ ride me too good, Chevy
My dawg ran away at seven
Ten years old with MAC-11’s
I know this rap shit a blessing, I know sometimes life got stressed
I had to make this shit happen for my family and the rest
Thought I could go make it trappin’, told myself to quit that shit
Kickin’ doors and hittin’ licks, I knew that life was more than this