Phil Mcclain Demons Lyrics

(chorus)
I see demons in my periphreal
Misses feignin but I won't give it to her
I've got my reasons I won't explain to you
But she still dreamin, yeah she still dreamin

(v1)
Whole lotta shots
Whole lotta curry
Whole lotta Bourbon
Whole lotta swearvin
Whole lotta reefer
Whole lotta cheifin
Mother just called
That's a whole lot of preaching
Lotta missed calls
Lately I just been thinking
Just like u said
Might cutcha off when I get a lil breed
Keep it a stack
Baby I ain't shit
Keep it a stack
Baby I ain't shit
U thought it was that and
That ain't what it is
Work off dem perks
Twerk on that stick
Work of dem perkys
Till u can't feel shit
Dat what it is;
Yea dat what it is
I got da spill
I got da drip
I got da drip
She want the drip

(chorus)
I see demons in my periphreal
Misses feignin but I won't give it to her
I've got my reasons I won't explain to you But she still dreamin, yeah she still dreamin

(v2)
Whole lotta shots
Whole lotta curry
Whole lotta Bourbon
Whole lotta swearvin
Whole lotta reefer
Whole lotta cheifin
Mother just called
That's a whole lot of preaching
Lotta missed calls
Lately I just been thinking
Just like u said
Might cutcha off when I get a lil breed
Keep it a stack
Baby I ain't shit
Keep it a stack
Baby I ain't shit
U thought it was that and
That ain't what it is
Work off dem perks
Twerk on that stick
Work of dem perkys
Till u can't feel shit
Dat what it is;
Yea dat what it is
I got da spill
I got da drip
I got da drip
She want the drip

(bridge)
Now I feel like Willie Beaman
Now I feel like LL cool
Get it any given Sunday
Now you coming back on Monday
And she like to keep her heels on
Like she bout to Rip the runway
When I get her on that Bombay
Surfboard like Beyoncé