Devil & Fiends

I wish had tell you that I'm street
Right in my inn
Devil and the fiends yeah

I wish had tell you that I bleed
Right on my chest, the back of my hand
I wish had tell you that I was a shit

Get back on your sit when I talk I'm like the Dojo
She feel my shit then she fly to me from Tokyo
Though I can't believe how she hand me a bag of coco
She lick me so low she said she love to go low
Uhmmmmm abominations I said it's one of my culture
I gave her dough she said she rather want a doe tho
My doe for what? said she eat me like tomatoes
I got wellsfargo
Let chop millions away oh

Aiii I'm a just Buckle my shoe Nigga out there don't wanna be a nomad
Aiii I got opps lurking at you
Do too low or you really gonna be a sufferer
Aiii nigga I'm coming for you
I'm a just chilling in my zone and just watch out
You're a villain I heard about you
Rock my Starbucks you don't need a rocks star

We outside with those ballers
I'm a just chilling in my yacht with a sorcerer
Ain't doing nothing this week I'm a just ball out
I'm in Miami this girls got me lock down
Take a pic for me for you so hot
I'm a do syrophine when I got my own time
Free my brother Yak he ain't a murderer
Weep tears overnight never got your balls out
Yeah this hustle got me tougher
Way I sip whine got me tougher
The way I do smile got me tougher
The way I do slide got me tougher yeah
No I don't need your help nah
I'm a just be ok by myself, by myself now
Pimped my whip in molainah
Goosebumps ride on my wheel like a hell now
Hell yeah hell yeah
You there tryna get my favor
Now ain't running on your lane dawg
If I be down give whiskey
Hell yeah hell yeah
Shit just tryna get my days
I do shoot and I lay low
Why I am so slow on this xannies?

Hell yeah hell yeah
Bitch really tryna get my days off
And I do shooting and I lay low
Aight? Yeah!



Credits
Writer(s): Adekola Sodiq
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