Jay Portal - Met The Devil
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{Hook: Jay Portal}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
{Verse: Jay Portal}
Pretty face, thick waist
She’s the devil in disguise
Her love is a drug
And she got me hooked
I knew she had me when she looked me in my eyes
Im lonely
Need a bottle and whole lot of that money
Tryna fill this fuckin hole in my heart
I was doing good
Now I’m falling apart
Keep myself up, cause I got too
Had 1 bitch
Now I got 2
Fuck me up
No I don’t want you
I was doing fine until I saw you
{Hook}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
{Verse: Jay Isaiah}
Aye, SB
Look
Brodie in the trap
Moving packs, late night
Chickens on the scale
Get it gone first flight
Shorty hella bad
Tatted up, that’s my type
I was dancing with the devil
But she wasn’t stepping right
So I left her
Ignorance Is Bless, that’s word to Skepta
You deal a couple schemes
Now how you a flexer
Steady in the gym
That little boy ain’t got his chest up
Niggas on my dick
They be hating cause I’m next up
Yeah, it’s jumping like gymnastics
Woadie keep a strap, and he really bout that action
We was bout a stack, way before we started rapping
Just by how you moving
I could tell if you was capping
My team in need of chains, some rings and designer fabrics
If rapping doesn’t work, I’m doing shit they couldn’t fathom
Already left the trap but I got ways to make some cabbage
This shit for my brothers
So my dogs I can’t abandon
SB
{Hook}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
{Hook: Jay Portal}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
{Verse: Jay Portal}
Pretty face, thick waist
She’s the devil in disguise
Her love is a drug
And she got me hooked
I knew she had me when she looked me in my eyes
Im lonely
Need a bottle and whole lot of that money
Tryna fill this fuckin hole in my heart
I was doing good
Now I’m falling apart
Keep myself up, cause I got too
Had 1 bitch
Now I got 2
Fuck me up
No I don’t want you
I was doing fine until I saw you
{Hook}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
{Verse: Jay Isaiah}
Aye, SB
Look
Brodie in the trap
Moving packs, late night
Chickens on the scale
Get it gone first flight
Shorty hella bad
Tatted up, that’s my type
I was dancing with the devil
But she wasn’t stepping right
So I left her
Ignorance Is Bless, that’s word to Skepta
You deal a couple schemes
Now how you a flexer
Steady in the gym
That little boy ain’t got his chest up
Niggas on my dick
They be hating cause I’m next up
Yeah, it’s jumping like gymnastics
Woadie keep a strap, and he really bout that action
We was bout a stack, way before we started rapping
Just by how you moving
I could tell if you was capping
My team in need of chains, some rings and designer fabrics
If rapping doesn’t work, I’m doing shit they couldn’t fathom
Already left the trap but I got ways to make some cabbage
This shit for my brothers
So my dogs I can’t abandon
SB
{Hook}
Met the devil, she was dancing on my sick, yea
I don’t wanna fight no more, I wanna stick, yea
I might never rap again and hit a lick, yeah
Get rich, yea
Fuck this, yea
Go and get my dick sucked
Used to get lil shorty wet
But then she slipped up
Before you come and talk to me
You need to fix up
Fix up, yea you need to fix up
