Dancin With The Devil
(Desire)
(Bitch haha)
I could tell that you know that you special
Fallin' in love wit' me is like dancin' wit' the Devil
Just to keep it real, niggas not on my level
Tell me how you feel, don't keep it in, just let it go
Woah, ha
I could tell that you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
It ain't good to keep shit in, baby just let it go
And you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
See two-fifty bands, I'm pushin' that bitch top speed
I'm wit' my nurse but these niggas know how I bleed
Been that nigga since Coach, niggas always wanna copy
And I'm blowin' on wedding cake
Fuck these niggas, these my sons
But y'all knew that, I'm in this bitch wit' a stolen gun
This shit too fed, I'm wit' Lil' Autumn, baby
Up in his Corvette, told that nigga slow down
'Fore you spilled my cup, I'm off of this thirty ball
And I'm too stuck
I'm on a live, gettin' high, coolin' up in a Lamb' truck, huh
My pockеts fat, gotta keep my tummy tucked
And if I don't text back, then bitch you outta luck
I'ma just keep it rеal as fuck, and I ain't actin' tough
Hell no, I'm just growin' up, yeah, huh
I could tell that you know that you special
Fallin' in love wit' me is like dancin' wit' the Devil
Just keep it real, niggas not on my level
Tell me what you feel, don't keep it in, just let it go
Woah, ha
I could tell that you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
It ain't good to keep shit in, baby just let it go
(Desire production)
(Bitch haha)
I could tell that you know that you special
Fallin' in love wit' me is like dancin' wit' the Devil
Just to keep it real, niggas not on my level
Tell me how you feel, don't keep it in, just let it go
Woah, ha
I could tell that you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
It ain't good to keep shit in, baby just let it go
And you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
See two-fifty bands, I'm pushin' that bitch top speed
I'm wit' my nurse but these niggas know how I bleed
Been that nigga since Coach, niggas always wanna copy
And I'm blowin' on wedding cake
Fuck these niggas, these my sons
But y'all knew that, I'm in this bitch wit' a stolen gun
This shit too fed, I'm wit' Lil' Autumn, baby
Up in his Corvette, told that nigga slow down
'Fore you spilled my cup, I'm off of this thirty ball
And I'm too stuck
I'm on a live, gettin' high, coolin' up in a Lamb' truck, huh
My pockеts fat, gotta keep my tummy tucked
And if I don't text back, then bitch you outta luck
I'ma just keep it rеal as fuck, and I ain't actin' tough
Hell no, I'm just growin' up, yeah, huh
I could tell that you know that you special
Fallin' in love wit' me is like dancin' wit' the Devil
Just keep it real, niggas not on my level
Tell me what you feel, don't keep it in, just let it go
Woah, ha
I could tell that you know that you special
My cup bleedin', I'm dancin' wit' the Devil
It ain't good to keep shit in, baby just let it go
(Desire production)
Credits
Writer(s): Deante Johnson
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