Kriiist - Friend of Satan

Yeah, uh

Yeah we rocking Off White 'cause we like expensive clothes
Yeah she in VIP, we only fuck expensive hoes
Yeah she all on my uh, 'cause she already know, uh
I don't really want her 'cause she always do the most
Every girl that I be talkin' to, I swear that they be knowing Satan
Pretty eyes and pretty lies, they always on some fake shit
I been in here fucked up, I need a vacation
Imma need a blunt or two, I need to get faded, uh

She from Morocco so I swear that she exotic
I can see the fire in her eyes, the bitch demonic
Pouring up the Henny and we sip it with the Tonic
Me and her gone get it, yeah we working on harmonics

Feelin' her but she'll be gone in the morning
Imma cop a Wraith and bitch you know that Imma floor it
I been getting sick and tired, man this shit is boring
I been getting high to enjoy, I been up soaring

She call me lover boy but I can't do no pillow talking
She gonna catch some feelings so she got to get to walking
She gone lay it down on her back, we boutta get it popping
We gone smoke and empty the pack, we in the bed coughing

She got me feeling like I'm in Hell
She keep texting me to tell me how it felt
She been missing me but I feel something else
If she hear this I'm fucked, I said I wouldn't tell

I'm sick of dealing with it, honestly a definite
Imma go and fuck her friend and do it for the hell of it
Rubbing on her soft, that's the secret, just be delicate
I'm hoping she won't notice I ain't new to this, I'm credited

Yeah we rocking Off White 'cause we like expensive clothes
Yeah she in VIP, we only fuck expensive hoes
Yeah she all on my uh, 'cause she already know, uh
I don't really want her 'cause she always do the most
Every girl that I be talkin' to, I swear that they be knowing Satan
Pretty eyes and pretty lies, they always on some fake shit
I been in here fucked up, I need a vacation
Imma need a blunt or two, I need to get faded, uh

Ohhh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh h h h h
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
I swear that bitches are the devil
Yeah

These bitches be tweaking they fake
I do not feel any shame
I am not feelin the same
Sorry baby another day
Oh h h h
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Daniel Kruse

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