Arca - Ass Swung Low lyrics
Arca [Alejandra Ghersi Rodríguez] Caracas,Venezuela/Barcelona, España 🇻🇪 🇪🇸
[Arca - Ass Swung Low lyrics]
I feel sick fuck you, fuck you
I'mma kick that fuckin' face in
Blacklight, wasted it wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat, come right, come right, come on
I'll take time to shift
Right hit gets shots, ping pong
Long fall, but who you 'gon call
When you waking, get the fuck off
Blacklight, wasted it wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat right, come right, come right, come on
Long fall, but who you 'gon call
When you waking the fake up to lift off, uh
I'mma sharpen with my lights off
Lovin' you do all the things I wanna do
I'mma share my blood with somebody new
Take the rest off, fucking you
If it don't turn out right
Don't feel wronged with what you always had
Now I'm bringin' it back
With your ass swung low
Mind is messin' with the flow
Turn my sex on, turn my sex off
Turn my sex up, double cup
Thread, ripline, blown, kite flying
Waking all the demons in your way
Enter in mistake come back to my place, and
Turn deranged, you turn your ball
Hold onto faith
The hate dissipates
Are you watchin' my flame?
Well, consider me entertained
Bring it back down
'Cause there used to be a time
When a flat top push and whine
I been givin' it up papercut
Blow up while you're pickin' it up
Full of shit underneath
Written all on my face, fresh from the scene
Pink lemonade, get in the limousine
Climbin' on my back
You're feelin' me, right?
Sippin' on scotch, scopin' out the scene
Chasin' all my dreams, I'mma bout to
Shit, I'm bringin' it back
Doin' you wrong, just like that
Gettin' me strung feel it inside out
What the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
'Cause silence is gone
Let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out i let it shout out
I let the drum shout out
Tryna breathe but I choke
Face fronting, move to slow
Don't know where you move but
I got that shit fire, make ya ass itch
Make ya brain twitch, routine switch
I can give it up, no touch
You better call, call, call
Call the fire department
So fast make ya shit itch
Make ya head spin
Booty pop lock, tryna find you
Bass swung low
Drop your coochie to the floor
I'mma kick that fuckin' face in
Blacklight, wasted it wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat, come right, come right, come on
I'll take time to shift
Right hit gets shots, ping pong
Long fall, but who you 'gon call
When you waking, get the fuck off
Blacklight, wasted it wasn't by mistake
That I got your mouth kicked in
Sweat right, come right, come right, come on
Long fall, but who you 'gon call
When you waking the fake up to lift off, uh
I'mma sharpen with my lights off
Lovin' you do all the things I wanna do
I'mma share my blood with somebody new
Take the rest off, fucking you
If it don't turn out right
Don't feel wronged with what you always had
Now I'm bringin' it back
With your ass swung low
Mind is messin' with the flow
Turn my sex on, turn my sex off
Turn my sex up, double cup
Thread, ripline, blown, kite flying
Waking all the demons in your way
Enter in mistake come back to my place, and
Turn deranged, you turn your ball
Hold onto faith
The hate dissipates
Are you watchin' my flame?
Well, consider me entertained
Bring it back down
'Cause there used to be a time
When a flat top push and whine
I been givin' it up papercut
Blow up while you're pickin' it up
Full of shit underneath
Written all on my face, fresh from the scene
Pink lemonade, get in the limousine
Climbin' on my back
You're feelin' me, right?
Sippin' on scotch, scopin' out the scene
Chasin' all my dreams, I'mma bout to
Shit, I'm bringin' it back
Doin' you wrong, just like that
Gettin' me strung feel it inside out
What the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out
'Cause silence is gone
Let the drum shout out
I let the drum shout out i let it shout out
I let the drum shout out
Tryna breathe but I choke
Face fronting, move to slow
Don't know where you move but
I got that shit fire, make ya ass itch
Make ya brain twitch, routine switch
I can give it up, no touch
You better call, call, call
Call the fire department
So fast make ya shit itch
Make ya head spin
Booty pop lock, tryna find you
Bass swung low
Drop your coochie to the floor