[Hook]
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"
[Verse 1: Young Social]
I been up 36 days, then I went 56 nights
I gotta grind for the music if I ever want to get that private flight
But drama can get in the way, and often I get writer's block
Distracted by ditching my cla**es
And caught up with b**hes who all on my co*k
Drowning my sorrows with Tec on the rocks
Trying to make millions on every block
The devil is trying to capture my soul
And he might just get it cause he got what I want
Not religious but I'm f**ing with Lucy
Just for the fame I'll go dumb, I'll go goofy
Betrayed by the universe, heart is so cold
So it's not hesitation when selling my soul
[Hook]
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"
[Verse 2: MaxxJamez]
These demons they got me on speed dial
These hoes got me in denial
Police want to take me to the trial
These demons be calling me
Ain't no one stopping me
Got all my clothes from the local store
b**h you know I f** with Dollar Tree
300K on my wrist, 300K on my b**h
Demons be calling me money maker
Boy you know that I'm rich
I am not stacking
I am not rapping
I just took some presents
Boy I gave them to your sister I'm trapping
[Verse 3: Young Social]
You ain't talking sh** until you popping n***a
When we pull up we be having bodies dropping n***a
When we pull up we got b**hes, sloppy toppy n***a
Paraphernalia, the 12'll never stop me n***a
I'm going in for the k** n***a, La Roux
She bouncing till she f**ing cream n***a, fondue
Pull up to Washington, show me what the jawn do
Deer boots, you can call them b**hes fawn shoes
Gotta give a shoutout to my haters though
My swag got 'em red hot like tomatoes, bro
My hoes dimes, they b**h look like a potato though
When you look at the barrel there's a potato, bro
Shoutout to the ex, you's the realest
Made me realize I'm a motherf**ing villain
Got a p**y puckering like s**ing on a lemon
Run the game 24 seasons, Roger Clemens
[Hook]
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"
These demons are calling me
These demons are calling me, yeah they calling me
These n***as are calling me
Telling me "What is worth more to you, life or a dollar tree?"