Lyrics Hellgirl - Mona Mula , Adrum

Yeah, shawty wanna fly in this jetpack
I switch it up, you know they call me hellgirl
I fly to Mars and I don't want no setback
My fit is way too clean, yeah can you tell girl

You can't match that, huh
Want a Hellcat, huh
Color matte black, huh
Pull up, jetpack, huh
Bitches be fake, slap, slap
Don't want no clout, so back, back
Looking real good, snack, snack
Yeah, can you tell, you know that
Oh nah, shawty wanna fly in this jetpack
I switch it up, you know they call me hellgirl
I fly to Mars and I don't want no setback
My fit is way too clean, yeah can you tell girl

They say Baby Choppa, she coming
So baby don't push all my buttons
Bad little baby, I'm running
Fueling the heat in your stomach
I told them I'm fly cause I'm buzzing
And I know you like it, I'm coming
Got plenty of bitches, got dozens
So baby don't start all the bluffing
Huh, yeah, shawty she wet and she wet like a tub
She don't speak bands, she just wanna fuck
Lil' bitch Cinderella, she wearing Celine
Pour some more 4 and give me gasoline
But I do not fuck with them toolies
I know that you wanted a groupie
I'm sorry my baby I'm choosy
I love to stay silly and goofy
And all of my lyrics they goofy
I smoke all that boof, I'm woozy
I fuck on your bitch, she got booty
She eating my pussy like fruities
Might just take you to a movie
But sorry my baby I'm moody
And maybe I'll pull up with uzis
Baby Choppa gon' clap, Call of Duty

You can't match that, huh
Want a Hellcat, huh
Color matte black, huh
Pull up, jetpack, huh
Bitches be fake, slap, slap
Don't want no clout, so back, back
Looking real good, snack, snack
Yeah, can you tell, you know that
Oh nah, shawty wanna fly in this jetpack
I switch it up, you know they call me hellgirl
I fly to Mars and I don't want no setback
My fit is way too clean, yeah can you tell girl

Hellgirl, demons and angels keep fighting in my world
Hello, is there anybody that can help me out, yeah
I know she a demon girl, I can tell just by her devil horns
But I swear to god she keeping me whole
I know she's a fallen angel, I don't know where she fell off
I don't know where she went wrong
Been a minute since I admitted what I really felt
I would give you heaven just to get you out of hell
Baby you, swear to god you don't know what I'd do for you
You
You
You fucking hellgirl

You can't match that, huh
Want a Hellcat, huh
Color matte black, huh
Pull up, jetpack, huh
Bitches be fake, slap, slap
Don't want no clout, so back, back
Looking real good, snack, snack
Yeah, can you tell, you know that
Oh nah, shawty wanna fly in this jetpack
I switch it up, you know they call me hellgirl
I fly to Mars and I don't want no setback
My fit is way too clean, yeah can you tell girl