"Treacherous" lyrics
JasonMartin Lyrics
(808 Kartel, nigga)
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
Bad in a good way
Rodeo for lunch, still catch her at a hood day
Grabba full of flowers, smoke the whole bouquet
Skate in that box, a fiasco like Lupe
Ooh, better hit you with that gushy
Hop 'em on top, ride, ride 'til it's mushy
Soft with her tone, but her attitude is pushy
Let her talk back, she'll call you a pussy
Pretty, but she tough, talk slick, she'll fye on you
Ready for the funk, baby keep a lil' fye on her
Keep a few niggas, but she swear they be lyin' on her
Get up on my nerves, but I can't get tired of her
'Cause she keep on doin' that do that she do
Knock it out and leave like she don't give a fuck about you
Have a P all emo and neglected, but I gotta respect it
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
Rockin' hundred-thousand-dollar necklaces
In and out of town with her best-eses
Takin' hella pics on yachts without a nigga in sight, oh, God, she's flex-isin'
Wanna ask like who took her?
But if I do, she gon' be like, "Boy, stop playin'"
Hmm, shit, I know it's one of them athlete niggas
She like, "Boy, nigga, I'm not sayin'"
Can't look up in her eyes 'cause they hypnotic
She tell her main our relationship platonic
Girl, I wish you was mine, gotta be honest
But her past got her spirit hella demonic
'Cause niggas ain't shit and she know that
Real sweet didn't get her, she used to wide when she go back
Real mean, got these niggas sendin' flowers to her doormat
Bein' bad, gettin' goods, yeah, and all her niggas know that
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
Bad in a good way
Rodeo for lunch, still catch her at a hood day
Grabba full of flowers, smoke the whole bouquet
Skate in that box, a fiasco like Lupe
Ooh, better hit you with that gushy
Hop 'em on top, ride, ride 'til it's mushy
Soft with her tone, but her attitude is pushy
Let her talk back, she'll call you a pussy
Pretty, but she tough, talk slick, she'll fye on you
Ready for the funk, baby keep a lil' fye on her
Keep a few niggas, but she swear they be lyin' on her
Get up on my nerves, but I can't get tired of her
'Cause she keep on doin' that do that she do
Knock it out and leave like she don't give a fuck about you
Have a P all emo and neglected, but I gotta respect it
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
Rockin' hundred-thousand-dollar necklaces
In and out of town with her best-eses
Takin' hella pics on yachts without a nigga in sight, oh, God, she's flex-isin'
Wanna ask like who took her?
But if I do, she gon' be like, "Boy, stop playin'"
Hmm, shit, I know it's one of them athlete niggas
She like, "Boy, nigga, I'm not sayin'"
Can't look up in her eyes 'cause they hypnotic
She tell her main our relationship platonic
Girl, I wish you was mine, gotta be honest
But her past got her spirit hella demonic
'Cause niggas ain't shit and she know that
Real sweet didn't get her, she used to wide when she go back
Real mean, got these niggas sendin' flowers to her doormat
Bein' bad, gettin' goods, yeah, and all her niggas know that
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a face like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
She got a body like an angel, but baby like a demon to me
She like a demon to me
Oohwee, she treacherous
