Lil Tjay — Demons

[Intro] JD On Tha Track Lil Tjay, hmm-mm Yung Ting, you goin' crazy [Chorus: Lil Tjay] 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 [Verse 1: Lil Tjay] You know my body, I ain't gotta say too much Real shit, I don't give two fucks Smokin' on Backwoods, I don't really fuck with no Dutch Y'all niggas, I'll roll a nigga up Nigga 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 fucks 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 bitch trash 'Member nigga tryna say I won't blast Niggas tryna say I won't make it Niggas 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 [Chorus: Lil Tjay] 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 [Verse 2: Melvoni] I still fuck with them killers, we droppin' 4's for the 40's 'Cause we do not fuck with them niggas I know all the drillers, I know these niggas actin' They ain't tough, they ain't bust triggers Bitch, 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 shit hit the fan are you gon' ride out for your mans? Or was that not part of the plan I know some niggas that stuck in the cell And pull the rug from wherever you stand We gettin' 'em hit Hit whatever in sight and send them niggas 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 niggas 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 pussy niggas schemin' But it's alright, I just call up my demons [Chorus: Lil Tjay] 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