B.o.B – Neon Demon (Audio, Lyrics)

B.o.B returns with “Neon Demon”. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by SauceLordRich & Cash Clay.

B.o.b Neon Demon

B.o.B is one of those artists, who as of late, has made more headlines for his beliefs than his music. Of course, this is in reference to the fact that B.o.B believes the earth is flat, despite the overwhelming evidence that suggests otherwise. Regardless, B.o.B is still making music and his fans are always eager to hear it. For instance, B.o.B just dropped his new project Somnia and fans are already picking out their favourite tracks.

One of the standouts on the project is a more lowkey banger called “Neon Demon.” On this track, we see B.o.B changing up his flow and delivering braggadocious lyrics that certainly see him at his most confident.

B.o.B – Neon Demon (prod. SauceLordRich & Cash Clay)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Sliding
Sliding

[Verse 1]
Porsche 911, emergency whip (Yeah)
Her head so fire, emergency bitch, uh (Look at that demon)
Bust on her hair like a perm and I bust where her perm is and shit
Keisha, them edges is newborns, I bust and then board on a bitch
And shit (I’m sorry), and shit (Lo siento), that shit (My bad)
In neon, that demon, he screaming and shit, and shit
Made a killin’, yeah, heard I’m chillin’, feelin’
Pocket full of dead guys, I’m makin’ a killin’

[Refrain]
(Look at that demon)
Whole bag, bag
Whole bag, bag
(Look at that demon)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Get them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn me to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til they come for you

[Verse 2]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Niggas get mad and fumble the whole bag (Whole bag, bag)
She call me papi and she got a whole dad (Whole dad)
She call me demon
‘Cause I got that D, man, and she want ’bout three bands
She just get semen (Look at that demon)
These hoes be aggy, bruh
These hoes be actin’ up
Then go fuck on air mattresses
Shit don’t be adding up
That hustle ass-backwards as fuck

[Chorus]
They be like, “Get them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn me to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til it come for you

[Verse 3]
Ma-Ma-Masters pick their slaves, not a slave pick their masters
You don’t know that you got played ’til ’bout 10 years after
AIDS, cancer, brain samples, eight years of propaganda
Incarcerated in the slammer ‘fore niggas even knew that crack was illegal
A tap on the needle, Reagan was serving them whole things
‘Fore niggas had boats and planes, we still took the blame for all the cocaine
Put you on game, call me a Damon, I’m weighing my options inside of this game (Game)
(Look at that demon)

[Chorus]
They be like, “Get them demons off of you”
I’d be lying if I said I ain’t want commas too
Turn me to a savage, that’s what hunger do
Disrespect the reaper ’til it come for you

[Outro]
‘Til it come, ’til it come
Whole bag, bag
Whole bag, bag
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Whole bag, bag)
Call me a demon, a Damon, I’m Damien, melanin, melanin, melanin (Whole bag, bag)
Call me a demon, a Damon, I’m Damien, melanin, melanin, melanin (Whole bag, bag)
All these demons all around me, I’m not listening
Ten toes, yeah, I’m all about my spending
Look at that demon, look at that, l-l-look at that (Whole bag, bag)
Look at that demon (Whole bag, bag), look at that, look at that, look at that demon