Testo BLXXDY NXSE - Jasiah feat. Scarlxrd & nascar aloe
Testo della canzone BLXXDY NXSE (Jasiah feat. Scarlxrd & nascar aloe), tratta dall'album BLXXDY NXSE (feat. Scarlxrd & nascar aloe)
Got the beat by powers and we just made a banger
Yuh, yuh, what
Yuh, yuh, what
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, fuck
Chain around my neck when I give niggas bloody nose (Woo)
I don't need a map, bitch, I'ma find out where to go (Woo, woah)
Bitches on my sack, I know I said that shit before (Woo, woah)
But I can't take you back, I couldn't ever love these hoes (Woo, woah)
Bitch, keep it a hunnid, but I ain't talking about Gecs
I am not a thief, but I'll take your soul out your chest
She love the way I'm scream and got it tatted on her neck
She love the way I'm thinkin', wanna give me all her sex
I can't be a dummy, bitch, I see straight through your disguise
Whеn I'm in the 'pit, bitch, I'ma always win a fist-fight
I aim for your liver
Yeah, I got thеse chains on, but I am not your nigga, what, what?
She got long neck, bald head, go 'head
She gon' suck my dick thinkin' that she gon' get a bone wit' it
I wanna beat your fuckin' brain until it sound like macaroni
I just popped a E, I'm feelin' low on serotonin (What? What?)
Chain around my neck when I give niggas bloody nose (Woo)
I don't need a map, bitch, I'ma find out where to go (Woo, woah)
Bitches on my sack, I know I said that shit before (Woo, woah)
But I can't take you back, I couldn't ever love these hoes
I ain't ever worried 'bout the shots these niggas throw
I just say the word and point your face out to my bro
We gon' get to fucking cheffin', nigga, definitely won't be a truce
But I ain't ever trippin' 'cause I'm intimate, I get it fuckin' done
I ain't ever do war with a bitch, only straight facts
I haven't fumbled fuckin' competition, nigga, run me, we'll see what it's like
Pussy boys wanna talk shit but don't ever spit upon tracks
I felt pressure one time, now look at my name, ain't it big?
Niggas relivin' my past
All these bitches I'm killin', I'm bad
Muscles tense, they can't take what I have
Optimistic, I double the glass
Don't want the sympathy, no, I can't fuck with the energy
Might throw it all in my grave
Moving this shit got me hustlin'
Come on then, test me, nigga, I'll pick anyone's flesh
Chain around my neck when I give niggas bloody nose
I don't need a map, bitch I'ma find out where to go
Bitches on my sack, I know I said that shit before
But I can't take you back, I couldn't ever love these hoes (Woo)
C-chain around my neck when I give niggas bloody nose (Woo)
I don't need a map, bitch I'ma find out where to go (Woo, woah)
Bitches on my sack, I know I said that shit before (Woo, woah)
But I can't take you back, I couldn't ever love these hoes (Woo, woah)
What's that in your ear, lil' bitch? It's audible destruction
Jump inside the 'pit and make you reap what you sow
Need some suction
D-dirty politicians, we ain't property, you ho
The fuck up?
Is these walls closing in or am I just fucked up? (Fuck)
I like my HP on my 808s like dump truck
They're loud as fuck
Am I a detained, why am I cuffed up?
Ready to go to war
Play me none of yo' shit, boy, I heard it all before
They don't like my joke because it always ends up gory
I just wanna even out the score
You won't ever be like me, lil' bitch, I see that, end of story
Credits
Writer(s): Powers Cole Bragg Pleasant, Marius Listhrop, Mason Sacks, Malachi Pate
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