Epiphany
Casually
I'm the one you need actually
Custody
Turns out be tragedy
Decision made
Stand on me
You ain't tough as me
Reflect my appetite
You a pap to me
Wanna fuck with me
Definitely (shit)
Wanna crush with me
Take your clothes off sensually
Come and chill with me
This is masterpiece
Take a sip from my devil's cup like you are still in teens
Did you tell her?
The curtains closing on me
Did you tell her?
The white gal from the streets spit evenly
You make no sense to me, still
I'll be knocking at your door with some cocaine gasoline
Get a high with me, feel yourself don't go mad at me
Tell me who you wanna be, sell your soul
Who will love you More than me?
When I'm gone you'll be looking for Serena...
Shut it please
Screw that Finger With a ring
Oh, no, no
I move backwards
Oh no, no
And the teardrops flow more and more
Cause you baby, got me sore, you got me sauced
And he slide with his surf fourth
Oh Daddy call me on my cellphone
Eyes Grey and Clooney Jello!
Oh no, no
Tranquilo el mono
Sleeping solo
I kneel and strike a blowjob
Or I shall quickly grow yo
Epiphany
The way you stare at me
Did strange things bad to me
Breakfast sex, breakfast Tiffany
What the fuck? cum inside me
Oh, no, no
Wipe your self with a floko
That princess loco
I got ya riding solo
Me fuck you like a pronto
So you can take a photo
He can't control his mojo
Bad bitches gang
Bad bad bitches gang
Bad bitches gang
Bad-bad Bitches gang
Bad Bad bitches
Bad bitches gang
I'm good at being bad
In my shelter and we all in black
And I'm selling like a glamour cat
You discover that
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high
Bad bitches gang
Bad bad bitches gang
Bad bitches gang
Bad-bad Bitches gang
Bad Bad bitches
Bad bitches gang
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high...
I'm the one you need actually
Custody
Turns out be tragedy
Decision made
Stand on me
You ain't tough as me
Reflect my appetite
You a pap to me
Wanna fuck with me
Definitely (shit)
Wanna crush with me
Take your clothes off sensually
Come and chill with me
This is masterpiece
Take a sip from my devil's cup like you are still in teens
Did you tell her?
The curtains closing on me
Did you tell her?
The white gal from the streets spit evenly
You make no sense to me, still
I'll be knocking at your door with some cocaine gasoline
Get a high with me, feel yourself don't go mad at me
Tell me who you wanna be, sell your soul
Who will love you More than me?
When I'm gone you'll be looking for Serena...
Shut it please
Screw that Finger With a ring
Oh, no, no
I move backwards
Oh no, no
And the teardrops flow more and more
Cause you baby, got me sore, you got me sauced
And he slide with his surf fourth
Oh Daddy call me on my cellphone
Eyes Grey and Clooney Jello!
Oh no, no
Tranquilo el mono
Sleeping solo
I kneel and strike a blowjob
Or I shall quickly grow yo
Epiphany
The way you stare at me
Did strange things bad to me
Breakfast sex, breakfast Tiffany
What the fuck? cum inside me
Oh, no, no
Wipe your self with a floko
That princess loco
I got ya riding solo
Me fuck you like a pronto
So you can take a photo
He can't control his mojo
Bad bitches gang
Bad bad bitches gang
Bad bitches gang
Bad-bad Bitches gang
Bad Bad bitches
Bad bitches gang
I'm good at being bad
In my shelter and we all in black
And I'm selling like a glamour cat
You discover that
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high
Bad bitches gang
Bad bad bitches gang
Bad bitches gang
Bad-bad Bitches gang
Bad Bad bitches
Bad bitches gang
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high
And I fly, And I fly
All my niggas high...
Credits
Writer(s): Serena Deena
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