Lyrics

Tuh-yeah, ayy You're in the DOGHOUSE now Yeah, sounds good I'm fresh to death, always dressed for sex But my life's a mess, I just try my best At least my dick's erect, put in cardiac But they won't arrest, bitch fuck your ex I'm the Devil in the flesh, don't recommend sendin' threats I tell my set, only aim for the neck And that's how we send a message to the rest Keep a blade by my side, you don't want me upset I'm not innocent, I'ma sin again If you can find better man, go and send 'em in Lost her number, ask your bitch if I can hit again She brought a friend, I'll hit both 'cause I'm a gentleman She say I'm handsome, baby, hand me some ass then They can speak on my name, just never up in a past tense If they don't listen, I'ma go and get my mask then They only pissed 'cause I went and surpassed them Freak type, want a bite from this python Read between the lines, you can make it to the pylons She don't know me, but know I'm somethin' to keep her eyes on I'm not a sex symbol, I'm a sex icon If you don't trust, I'm the one to rely on If they cross you, they cross me and my guys, huh They say let bygones be bygones I say fuck 'em all, bitch, I'm gone I'm fresh to death, always dressed for sex But my life's a mess, I just try my best At least my dick's erect, put in cardiac But they won't arrest, bitch fuck your ex I'm the Devil in the flesh, don't recommend sendin' threats I tell my set, only aim for the neck And that's how we send a message to the rest Keep a blade by my side, you don't want me upset They can't stomach me, yeah, I'm hard to digest Quit tryin' me, maybe then they'll die less If I see a frog leap, might start to dissect I got a felony, ain't afraid of bloodshed They ain't die yet, we can expedite the process Stick to the story, but they out doin' side quests Doctor said I'm too fly, might need to fly less They want action, smoke 'em like a fuckin', uh I'm fresh to death, always dressed for sex But my life's a mess, I just try my best At least my dick's erect, put in cardiac But they won't arrest, bitch fuck your ex I'm the Devil in the flesh, don't recommend sendin' threats I tell my set, only aim for the neck And that's how we send a message to the rest Keep a blade by my side, you don't want me upset Yeah-yeah
Writer(s): Pierce Gorman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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