Hol On Sybyr & ERIC NORTH
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[Chorus: Sybyr]
Demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need—
[Verse 1: Sybyr]
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Like in the night, leakin' pussy through the covers
We can do a pause, E, tuggin' on a drawstring
Yeah, I'm finna fuck, you look like a cuck
They can say whatever, I'ma work 'til this all set
I ain't hangin' up shit, not for all you bastards
[Verse 2: ERIC NORTH]
Demons lurkin' in the night, like my mind be
And all these niggas got a filter, let my mind speak
Like a weird bitch on the 'Gram, now I'm filtered
Cakey bitches shakin' up, that's when the finger make 'em quivеr, yeah
ERIC NORTH, I got demons in New York
Couplе niggas with a torch, steady aimin' at your porch, and they some—
Demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need demons, ayy, knocking at my door, ayy
And it's past four, ayy, hold on, I need more, ayy
Hold on, I need—
[Verse 1: Sybyr]
[?]
[?]
Like in the night, leakin' pussy through the covers
We can do a pause, E, tuggin' on a drawstring
Yeah, I'm finna fuck, you look like a cuck
They can say whatever, I'ma work 'til this all set
I ain't hangin' up shit, not for all you bastards
[Verse 2: ERIC NORTH]
Demons lurkin' in the night, like my mind be
And all these niggas got a filter, let my mind speak
Like a weird bitch on the 'Gram, now I'm filtered
Cakey bitches shakin' up, that's when the finger make 'em quivеr, yeah
ERIC NORTH, I got demons in New York
Couplе niggas with a torch, steady aimin' at your porch, and they some—
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