On Fire (Drug Dealer Girl Part II) - Mike Posner feat Machine Gun Kelly
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
Tell me why that everything that's bad feels so f_ckin good?
Devil in a red dress, she killin' me I knew she would.
So bury me one foot for every inch of heel she's wearin'.
UGH, I'm in lust still I can't trust this b_tch, but I keep on starin'.
What? Matter of fact, f_ck that no emotions let's get high as f_ck.
I don't need a light she burn me up, pullin' out white like a styrofoam cup, no haircut but she lines me up.
What the f_ck? I don't even do this sh_t.
What would happen if my friends knew this sh_t?
And why the hell can't I refuse this b_tch?
This sh_t is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
She got her legs spread wide for the kid and she beggin' me to come and get up in it,
touchin' herself, while I took off of my 11s.
Gotta a girl back home, and she callin' every minute.
So I pick up like, "B_tch! Mind your motha f_ckin business! "
I'm serious. I'm trippin'.
No, literally I'm trippin' out of all those drinks anything could've slipped in.
Not to mention what she had me sniffin'.
But she grabbed my d_ck, told me to forget about it and bit my lip.
I told her, "Turn around while I turn the music loud. Whenever the bass hits then you strip."
And then she did, but she pulled a little baggie out of her panties and put a pill on her breast.
My mind said no, my d_ck said yes.
I'm willin' to do whatever to feel her sex.
This sh_t is crazy.
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
And she told me,
"Speed it up, f_ck me good, beat this p_ssy up like you should. Lay back down, keep it up, lemme show you how a real b_tch do."
All she wanna do is get d_ck and run.
All I wanna do with this chick is cum.
I've been in the p_ssy for about 2 hours, but I can't feel my sh_t, I'm numb.
Her legs shakin' and my legs do the same, but it moves to my chest, to my brain, to the nerves in my face, so I can't feel that motha f_cka.
This ain't novocaine, b_tch quit playin'. I don't even know your name.
What the f_ck you do to me?
She said, "I'm the same one sellin' OZ's to Mike P and the one that made you OD."
You stupid b_tch...
[Sounds] [Giggling]
I am on fire, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
I am on fire, yeah, I feel like I can't stop burnin.
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