Sleepless Lyrics

[Intro]
Angels, witches
Angels, witches

[Verse 1]
Demonic, exotic; exotic, demonic
I pop oxycodone like antibiotic
Textin my phone, right now I'm on molly
It got me perspirin' like I'm in Somalia
I should be more careful, right now I be wildin'
I could be more helpful, could not be more stylish
She could be my devil, she might be my goddess
It could be Satanic, it might be platonic
I tip my hat to her, she'd rather dollars
I drip a bath for her, she'd rather shower
She turned her back on me, I just massage her
Knew we were a match; didn't know we started fires
A bird is a plane? If it is, it's a private
Swerve in the lane, she either hittin' or dodgin'
Meet me at the crossroads, I'm in the middle of rush hour
I'm the end of the road, Boyz II Men don't die

[Chorus 1]
Angels and witches
Angels and witches
Bengals and kittens
Swingas and hittas
Signels and sinners
Ankles, physicians
The pictures, the painters
The sick one, the sane one
The lit one, the lame one
The mistress, the main one
The witch and the angel

Just got it started, y'all are welcome to finish...