Lylantz - Afterdark (feat. 8matiklogan) Lyrics

Lyrics Afterdark (feat. 8matiklogan) - Lylantz




After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada, no no
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada
On this plane wearing imported
I'm physically, mentally soaring
It's clear that I'm very important
It's clear that you're quite so abhorrent
I'll send a shock even post-mortem
Straight riding the beat like I'm marching through Poland, Germany, Austria-Hungary, Norway
I'm so hungry for this shit I might swallow my tounge
I mean, I don't look like I've trudged through the mud
Well, us heathens we do not wear clothes
When we fuck, we opening windows
Brace, behold momentum
Oh, graceful soul so wistful
I lost my mind, followed up with a vigil
I can't live my life too simple or sentimental
I send her entrails wild, crazy
Yes, I make that layrnx crescendo
It's apparent I'm into the art of seduction
I've made it into your head
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada, no no
After dark we, after dark we
After dark we, after dark we roam
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada
After dark can get psychotic
Ducking from 12, been serving narcotics
I like that girl, but she way too neurotic
Pop out in designer, I'm fly like a pilot
I fuck like a pro, tempted to fuck on this girl and her friend
I was just broke now I'm riding a Benz
With all of my friends, we setting the trends
Don't tell me you love me
Don't tell me you trust me, if you don't mean it
She love my demeanor, I put her in a trance
Feel like she dreaming
Sipping exotic
Smoking this sour, when I mix it it's lethal
I like 'em freaky
I'm talking pierced nipples
And their shirt's see-through
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada, no, no
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada, no no
After dark can get psychotic
After dark, it's so exotic
After dark we get erotic
The devil isn't wearing Prada
Los diablos, ropas? Nada
Don't tell me you love me
Don't tell me you trust me, if you don't mean it
After dark can get psychotic
After dark can get psychotic
After dark can get psychotic
Don't tell me you love me
Don't tell me you trust me, if you don't mean it



Writer(s): At-n Ausara-lasaru, Loren Vargas



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