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demigod

Hip-Hop/Rap

demigod è stato pubblicato il 18 aprile 2025 da Boys in the Booth, LS Records come parte dell'album this is how it feels to eat the fruit

Dettagli della canzone

Albumthis is how it feels to eat the fruit

Data di uscita18 aprile 2025

EtichettaBoys in the Booth, LS Records

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM61

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Momo

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Damien Ivan Morales-Velazquez

Damien Ivan Morales-Velazquez

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Momo

Engineer

Testi

Ayy

Don't talk to my bitch, or get a taste of this blick

Or I just might have to hit a lick with a stick, ah

You a kid, throw a fit, you ain't even grown to touch my chick

Demigod, you can't even compete

Lil' Jon, how I'm hittin' the skeet

Butcher time if that bitch wanna cheat

Chop her up like the slice of the tree

Fruit of God, fruit of God

Devil thoughts, devils thoughts

I'm in love, I'm in love

Demigod, Demigod

Shordy tell me, that it be many **** in the DMs that's workin

And they be tryna get in, but she swervin

And I just double check like I'm lurkin

She said I should go see 'em in person

Edgar head but they think that they perfect

For once I think I'm glad that I'm left out

Bitch, I'm different than all of these sad clowns

Ain't in no gang, but I really like red

Just like the color of the blood that you bled

Like the LEDs when my girl give me head

She say it's the mood with her ass in the air

I'm an electrrician so you know that a sparky is always gon' be hittin' them switches

I swear once I started, that all of my homies I had, turned to jealousy bitches

They don't work, they just post the facade

18 years and I filled up my card

20 G's, that's from workin' the jobs

70 hours, week to week, on the squad

Through the pain, man, I need an applause

Cuts and burns, someone pass me a gauze

Dropped some bands cuz I'm breakin' the laws

They can't touch me, I am demon and god

They can't touch me, so they think I'm a fraud

They can't touch me, so they look for my flaws

They can't touch me, try to go for my broad

They can't touch me, I am demon and god

Bitch, or get a taste of this blick

Or I just might have to hit a lick with a stick, ah

You a kid, throw a fit, you ain't even grown to touch my chick

Demigod, you can't even compete

Lil' Jon, how I'm hittin' the skeet

Butcher time if that bitch wanna cheat

Chop her up like the slice of the tree

Fruit of God, fruit of God

Devil thoughts, devils thoughts

I'm in love, I'm in love

Demigod, Demigod

Everybody's fuckin' with me

They don't know I'm like the prince of the sea, ah

Made for greatness and that's what I was born with

Some **** made to be ugly and boring

That's why they hatin' cuz my girl look foreign

Tryna get in my brain, but it just be stormin

My shorty love me, so she be ignorin

Just two little fingers, that pussy be pourin

But if I find out my shordy be whorin

She won't live to see another mornin

Flea the scene, chop her up in the storage

Bloodstains tend to fade and turn orange

I pray to God, I pray that I never find a day, ah

But I eat the fruit, the devil be makin' me feel insane, ah

I can't even blame the lil' ****, that gets in to try my plate ah

But if I know who he is, then I might as well go make a murder tape, ah

Fruit of God, fruit of God

Devil thoughts, devils thoughts

I'm in love, I'm in love

Demigod, Demigod

Written by: Damien Ivan Morales-Velazquez

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