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(Intro)
Yeah
Feds on my ass
Pills in the dash
Glock in the floorboard
Let's ride
(Hook)
I'm DODGE DEMONS in a black Ram truck
Ghost ridin' with a full mag tucked
Backroad burnin' like the tires been cursed
Got a Bible in the glove and a duffle of dirt
DODGE DEMONS — can't kill what's dead
Got the devil shotgun and a bounty on my head
DODGE DEMONS — I don't ride clean
Just blood on the seat and a meth—smoke dream
(Verse 1)
Black truck, black soul, black tint thick
Seen too much to believe in shit
Got angels cryin' and reapers laughin'
Every ride I take might end in a casket
Clock tickin', but the engine louder
Heart beatin' like a stovetop powder
Eyes wide — I ain't slept in days
Just a trunk full of sins and a bail to pay
They say I'm cursed, they say I'm doomed
But I feel most alive at 3 AM zoom
Eyes in the mirror, but it ain't no cop
It's me from the past with a bloodstained Glock
I done robbed plugs, I done lost bros
I done seen what happen when a backdoor close
Now I ride with ghosts and the gas on max
While a preacher in my head beggin' "turn back"
(Hook)
I'm DODGE DEMONS in a black Ram truck
Ghost ridin' with a full mag tucked
Backroad burnin' like the tires been cursed
Got a Bible in the glove and a duffle of dirt
DODGE DEMONS — can't kill what's dead
Got the devil shotgun and a bounty on my head
DODGE DEMONS — I don't ride clean
Just blood on the seat and a meth—smoke dream
(Verse 2)
Speedin' through towns where they know my name
Where the sheriffs shake hands with the dopeboy shame
I done ditched bodies and I done buried lies
Now I outrun fate in a midnight ride
Ain't no brakes, ain't no light
Just backwoods echoin' outlaw life
She in the passenger, cryin' soft
Said "You'll die like this," I said "Yeah, I'm lost."
Radio dead, but the voices play
"Every mile you drive just digs your grave"
But I ain't afraid, I was born in fire
Mama shot dope, daddy slashed them tires
Now I'm the storm that they said would fall
Lightning bolts in a southern drawl
Country Lunatic — one man riot
If the reaper want war, tell him try it
(Hook)
I'm DODGE DEMONS in a black Ram truck
Ghost ridin' with a full mag tucked
Backroad burnin' like the tires been cursed
Got a Bible in the glove and a duffle of dirt
DODGE DEMONS — can't kill what's dead
Got the devil shotgun and a bounty on my head
DODGE DEMONS — I don't ride clean
Just blood on the seat and a meth—smoke dream
(Outro)
Yeah
Headlights off, but I still see clear
Ain't no fear when you shift that gear
If I crash — tell ‘em bury me deep
With the keys in my hand and the demons I keep