Paroles Demons par Lil Tjay

JD On Tha Track
Lil Tjay, hmm-mm
Yung Ting, you goin' crazy

I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
(I stay with my guys)
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons (They think that I'm lyin')
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons

You know my body, I ain't gotta say too much
Real sh*t, I don't give two f**ks
Smokin' on Backwoods, I don't really f**k with no Dutch
Y'all n***as, I'll roll a n***a up
N***a right to the left he a shooter in the cut
I'm a star, please, boy, don't touch
Mike Amiri on my drip plus the 20 on my hip
Chain swang, I ain't giving no f**ks
Only 18 and I'm living out the dream
I'ma leave how we got here happened so fast
In the studio smokin' on gas
I got gotta thank God 'cause he gave me one task
I ain't worry 'bout you, I want cash
New whip and that's ou fast
I ain't worry 'bout a ho b*t*h trash
'Member n***a tryna say I won't blast
N***as tryna say I won't make it
N***as tryna say I won't win
That be the reason I grind, I'm a just stick to the end
They try to cap and pretend
Come back around and try and act like your friend
Snake me then never again
Loyalty realer that never gon' end
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
(I stay with my guys)
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons (They think that I'm lyin')
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons

I still f**k with them killers, we droppin' 4's for the 40's
'Cause we do not f**k with them n***as
I know all the drillers, I know these n***as actin'
They ain't tough, they ain't bust triggers
B*t*h, I ain't no kid, my hittas pull up where you live
And we won't talk 'bout what we did
They know who we spin
Circle the block and it sound like a plane when they hit the twins
When sh*t hit the fan are you gon' ride out for your mans?
Or was that not part of the plan
I know some n***as that stuck in the cell
And pull the rug from wherever you stand
We gettin' 'em hit
Hit whatever in sight and send them n***as to the blue
Uh, hitter to my left, hitter to my right
Six shots, monkey see, monkey do
Yeah, 'member them days I was hustlin'
All those days I ain't have nothin'
And my shooters came with a budget
All y'all n***as came and start bluffin'
APM bustin' for nothin', no reason
It's almost the winter, you know, it's that season
And I know that these pu**y n***as schemin'
But it's alright, I just call up my demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
(I stay with my guys)
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons (They think that I'm lyin')
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I call up them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
I stay with them demons, demons, demons, demons, demons
Still talk to the demons, demons, demons, demons, demons