Fallen Demon
I'm addicted to the feelin', I can't get it out
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
I go in for my sesh, shawty, get it wet
So many fires in my grave, feels like on a jet
So many engines, like my diamonds need a serviette
They didn't let me out for three weeks, feel like a vet
I'm addicted to the feelin', I can't get it out
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
Woodgrain drippin', finger lickin', Polo dime
Cider sippin', slide the coupe and switch it out
Stockholm city, dungeon with me
We doin' dirt, blowin' smoke
Countin' bands on the low
Smokin' earth 'round the globe
With the team from the snow
Doin' dirt, blowin' smoke
Countin' bands on the low
Smokin' earth 'round the globe
With the team from the snow
Draped in fur, like a bird
I got gold 'round my toes
Doin' dirt, Gucci skirt
Shawty down where I go
Woodgrain grippin', Henney sippin'
Vodka, Redbull, eatin' chicken
Say we wicked, like the witches
I got love for all my bitches (Lean)
And I got love for all my bitches
I'm addicted to the feelin', I can't get it out
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
I go in for my sesh, shawty, get it wet
So many fires in my grave, feels like I'm on a jet
So many engines, like my diamonds need a serviette
They didn't let me out for three weeks, feel like a vet
They didn't let me out for three weeks, I feel like a vet
I got fire down, I'm burnin', runnin' through my vest
Ice, woke, neon diamonds
Get it faster with my guidance
Hell, lose, snow alliance
Love comes first, hate comes silent
No hate, just faith
Live my life through ultraviolence
Big gates, pearly snakes
Yeah, they sneak up, up behind me, yellow lie
Rhinestone with my team
We won't come lightly, slightly done
She bite it up
Big Hummer, big yellow trucks
Fallin' demon through my guts
Feel my lungs, they givin' up
Yellow lie 'cause yellow ducks
Big alligator, catchin' bucks
Gave up on me, don't give a fuck
I come through and slice you up
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
I go in for my sesh, shawty, get it wet
So many fires in my grave, feels like on a jet
So many engines, like my diamonds need a serviette
They didn't let me out for three weeks, feel like a vet
I'm addicted to the feelin', I can't get it out
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
Woodgrain drippin', finger lickin', Polo dime
Cider sippin', slide the coupe and switch it out
Stockholm city, dungeon with me
We doin' dirt, blowin' smoke
Countin' bands on the low
Smokin' earth 'round the globe
With the team from the snow
Doin' dirt, blowin' smoke
Countin' bands on the low
Smokin' earth 'round the globe
With the team from the snow
Draped in fur, like a bird
I got gold 'round my toes
Doin' dirt, Gucci skirt
Shawty down where I go
Woodgrain grippin', Henney sippin'
Vodka, Redbull, eatin' chicken
Say we wicked, like the witches
I got love for all my bitches (Lean)
And I got love for all my bitches
I'm addicted to the feelin', I can't get it out
I feel sick into the ceilin', hurt to see my life
I go in for my sesh, shawty, get it wet
So many fires in my grave, feels like I'm on a jet
So many engines, like my diamonds need a serviette
They didn't let me out for three weeks, feel like a vet
They didn't let me out for three weeks, I feel like a vet
I got fire down, I'm burnin', runnin' through my vest
Ice, woke, neon diamonds
Get it faster with my guidance
Hell, lose, snow alliance
Love comes first, hate comes silent
No hate, just faith
Live my life through ultraviolence
Big gates, pearly snakes
Yeah, they sneak up, up behind me, yellow lie
Rhinestone with my team
We won't come lightly, slightly done
She bite it up
Big Hummer, big yellow trucks
Fallin' demon through my guts
Feel my lungs, they givin' up
Yellow lie 'cause yellow ducks
Big alligator, catchin' bucks
Gave up on me, don't give a fuck
I come through and slice you up
Credits
Writer(s): Axel Tufvesson, Jonatan Leandoer Hastad
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