Dancing with the D*vil lyrics

[Intro]
Who are you?
It's...

[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
Lil' shawty wanna dance with the Devil
Put pedal to the metal
I put 'em in the grave, I don't even need a shovel
You know a n*gga paid, come get up on this level
Just like I'm Johnny Cage, I keep the heavy metal
Deep inside yo' soul is me
I paid you a holder fee
They treat me like Jodeci
Girl, you just a ho to me
These is not no rhinestones, switchin' up the time zones
I could never hate on you, I say get yo' shine on
And I know they fake the truth
I got racks and made it blue
I got poppers, shakers, too
Anything to make it move
I'm no doc', but all these 'scripts on me, I might've went to school
I could tell the truth, but tell the truth, these n*ggas prolly losin'

[Verse: Alois & BIGBABYGUCCI]
Damn, my cup so dirty, I call this sh*t pollution
b*tch, you know it's in me, so I could never lose it
I'm a real chill young n*gga 'til I pop out and use it
Damn, why these young hoes all on the prostitution?
In the Benz truck with a valet
Balance the blunt like ballet
[?], better lay-up
Bring this sh*t to the driveway (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fully loaded crib, keep the blicky in the whip, ho
She stuck to my hips, I can't wife her 'cause she big throwin'
I flew in another b*tch, I'm on duo lingo
I think I got a sweet tooth, smokin' on sour Skittles
Keep the G19 like I'm playin' Bingo (Woah)
Want a C but it's done, I can't keep it simple (No)
I can't be humble, b*tch, I'm too official (Woah)
Watch my money jump, and I watched it triple
[Chorus: BIGBABYGUCCI]
Lil' shawty wanna dance with the Devil
Put pedal to the metal
I put 'em in the grave, I don't even need a shovel
You know a n*gga paid, come get up on this level
Just like I'm Johnny Cage, I keep the heavy metal
Deep inside yo' soul is me
I paid you a holder fee
They treat me like Jodeci
Girl, you just a ho to me
These is not no rhinestones, switchin' up the time zones
I could never hate on you, I say get yo' shine on
And I know they fake the truth
I got racks and made it blue
I got poppers, shakers, too
Anything to make it move
I'm no doc', but all these 'scripts on me, I might've went to school
I could tell the truth, but tell the truth, these n*ggas prolly losin'