"Fatal" lyrics

She's not naive, no
Or good as she seems to be
I own this shit
I'm a different breed
I'll take this drug
And she'll be my dealer
Devil emojis, baby
What do you mean? Baby
Know I want you daily
I'ma give you a daughter, maybe

Throw designer's on the table
Made a lot but going to make more
Shawty bomb, oh shawty fatal
She's the rope I'm going to hang on, mmm

Go for it, go for the heart
Go on, shoot me now if you're smart
On baby, swipe it like a card
Ice in her chest, uh huh, no pardon

Baby you're made for me
Here, put this knife in my back for me
I heard you're a heartbreak
You look like one and I like that

Throw designer's on the table
Made a lot but going to make more
Shawty bomb, oh shawty fatal
She's the rope I'm going to hang on, mmm