Bad Religion - ¡MAYDAY!, Kendall Morgan

I’m so tempted

I’m so addicted

I’m so tempted

I’m conflicted

Give in to me

She on the phone takin' pictures

Selfies I see them jeans barely fit her

Wolves out At night it’s a cold winter

Never skip a late dinner she keep flirting with killas

Man I think she’s feelin my positioning

Maybe the backseat of my jeep or her infinity

Back from LAX & already we sinning

Like fuckin' like we enemies and masochistic tendencies

I’m all out from the south

Where they light a flame burners out the grow house

Where the only fame they get is when the clubs out

Cause everybody know somebody that’s a rapper now and buying bottles out

Baby wanna hit the strip

And it ain’t even nothin special she a specialist rainmaker arsonist

Anythin for kix red bottoms till she scream

If she got the antecdote im a fuckin fiend

I’m so tempted

I see you watching so if you want it just come and get it

I’m so addicted

You need somebody thats out there sinning as much as you

I’m so tempted

What up what up go on and make your move

I’m conflicted

Give in to me

Well hello Ms. Parker wrapped in a parka

Eyes like august telling me that your cautious

I seen you lurking at the back of my show

You play it cooler than them shooters in the front front row

You don’t do tour buses screw for a suffix

But you can drink enough jack to

Lose your lunch it’s

A shame ya play it cool cuz i’d be fucking ya senseless

My strange flow goes up whenever requested

And if ya need to see the believing demon this evening I’m even seeding the

heathens with a 2 for 1 deal now

Which means that you can be shy but when you get to me try you’ll ask me for

the second hit real loud

I seen her tap her finger to the morse code

Good girls don’t ever get to get the source code

Wreks facing a moral sensation

To have ya singing for it like that old temptations like