Demons On Me! Lyrics

Shawty say you love me and do you trust me, I don't know is it a true story (is it true)

I don't even know you , I don't want apologies

Baby lemme tell you I got demons that just follow me (hey)

K I'm fresh as fuck, wipe me down

Tempur pedic, that's the seats

What I'm in, tinted windows

Riding in that Bentley B (skrt)

If Pressure on you getting wild

Are you staying by my side

Know these niggas want my Style

But I keep turning up a notch (turning up)

Balling hard like I'm Jordan chasing for a ring (for a ring)

Niggas after me I got to walk out with the beam (ba, fa!)

I'm high no disrespect my eyes for real on Chinese

Telling stories you ain't do we knew that shit was make believe (you made it up)

I got Fiji diamonds on me looking colorful

Niggas know that I'm great (yeah)

I ain't never been no middle man

I'm a be the one to make it shake (uh uh)

I'm a always be about Benjamin's

Designer only my taste

Like my nigga got a bih that'll bring me pizza without no date (shit so crazy)

Yeah, I just want this money, I need a McLaren (skrt skrt)

He is not on gang gang he ain't never step on shit (step on nothing)

Balenciaga on me I can pop out with expensive fits

Hope he never cause 9mm gone split a bitch (yeah yeah)

Ooo, oo she super bad but got a husband

She don't even care she just jump on me like a bungie (ooh)

Like the life of Pie , jump up in it like I'm bouji (ah!)

Yeah she call me Ki every time she come around me (ha!)

Shawty say she love me oo it better not no fake in it (better not fake it)

Hit from the back she love yeah I'm grabbing on her anklet (grabbing on her)

Shawty got them curls and she classy not no ratchet bitch (she so classy)

This high is kicking in I can tell cause my head tingling (I'm high as fuck)

I be so high I don't want you to leave me alone (please don't leave me alone)

I just need you to love me truthfully

I don't want lies to me (don't you lie to me)

Don't tell no lies to me (please don't lie)

Shawty say you love me and do you trust me, I don't know is it a true story (is it true)

I don't even know you , I don't want apologies

Baby lemme tell you I got demons that just follow me (hey)

K I'm fresh as fuck, wipe me down

Tempur pedic, that's the seats

What I'm in, tinted windows

Riding in that Bentley B (skrt)

If Pressure on you getting wild

Are you staying by my side

Know these niggas want my Style

But I keep turning up a notch (turning up)