Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She twerks like Eve on a stripper pole,
Apple in hand, TikTok on scroll.
Bible verse in her bio,
OnlyFans in her linktree—bro,
That’s not temptation, that’s marketing.
She sold her soul for dopamine.
[Pre-Chorus]
"You're divine," she moans in Gucci heels,
But paradise smells like discount deals.
[Chorus]
Lucifer in lashes,
Blessed with injections.
Preaches self-love while sucking attention.
She’s Mary on pills,
Madonna in heat,
Jesus weeps while she sells her feet.
Call it power, call it pride—
But all I see is hell inside.
[Verse 2]
Psalms on her playlist,
WAP on repeat.
She dances for followers,
Not for her feet.
Burns crosses for clout,
But cries “misogyny!”
When someone calls her out—
Bitch, please.
[Bridge – dark & slow]
You drank the blood,
But it was wine coolers.
You took the bread,
Now you’re just a consumer.
Her altar’s IKEA, her gospel’s fake,
Even Judas had the balls to break.
[Chorus – full blast]
Lucifer in lashes,
Glory hole goddess.
Prays in Chanel,
But fucks like a novice.
Saint or slut? She can’t decide—
So she calls herself "vibe-certified."
No cross, no crown,
No truth, no grace—
Just filters, filler, and cum on her face.
[Outro – spoken / screamed]
"This ain’t Sodom, baby…
It’s the sequel."
"And you’re not a queen—
You’re just prequel."
[Bonus Breakdown / Spoken Word – whisper to scream]
"They told you God was dead.
But you were too busy
taking selfies with Satan
to notice heaven was bleeding."
[Chorus – full blast]
Lucifer in lashes,
Blessed with injections.
Preaches self-love while sucking attention.
She’s Mary on pills,
Madonna in heat,
Jesus weeps while she sells her feet.
Call it power, call it pride—
But all I see is hell inside.
Lucifer in lashes,
Glory hole goddess.
Prays in Chanel,
But fucks like a novice.
Saint or slut? She can’t decide—
So she calls herself "vibe-certified."
No cross, no crown,
No truth, no grace—
Just filters, filler, and cum on her face