AYLIEN BLUE - ACiD ANGELS STAiN! lyrics

Aye, aye, yuh

Sometimes it takes me a minute to
Get a grasp of shit
Still a fucking addict been drowning up in
The flask of passive aggressive tactics
Stabbing my wrist with glass and shit
You gon' get backed lil' bitch aye
You might get backed lil' bitch
Straight pistol be banging up
On the bitch bro (Yuh)
Curb stomp on the road
Blood on my timbs sure (Yuh)
Get a cut in the throat
I hope you fucking fall
Aye I'm done haha, fuck it yeah (Yuh)

Five star dishes, food for dark bitches
Yuh, yuh, yuh, aye yuh

Hit it from the back like, uh huh
Hit it from the back like, uh huh
Hit it from the back like, uh huh yuh, yuh
I drink iodine for my fucking breakfast
Staring at his necklace
I might have to lеave a nigga neckless
Woah, I keep pistols and I'm
Chilling with yo еx bitch I'm relocating
Broke her back no tetris
Okay, diamonds be dancing up
When I pistol whip
Keeping that hammer, she gon' face my dick
Never leave the house without the
Metal on my hip
Ain't no way you be serious if
You really with the shit's
And then the diamonds be dancing
I hit a boy a pistol whip and a hammer
Uh, she want her face on my dick
She want her face on my dick no cancer, yuh

Yuh, yuh, I'm like woah
Bitch, slow your fucking fucking roll
Yuh, slow your roll I'm like woah
I might hit it back like woah when I