(Aye) yeah, load another clip
We are not the same, you can never tell me shit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a (aye)
Give the wrist a flick
Speaking on my name's something I do not permit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a
Addict, addict, you don't want the static
Heart is in the grave while my mind is in the attic
She's the baddest
Turn that bitch eternal, we don't fuck with diplomatics
Pop the hammer out and watch their heads do acrobatics
Yeah, ey, when you feel the devil, know is me
Coffin in the wraith, but bitch, I never go to sleep
Better cross your heart and pray to God that I won't see
I'm the type to make the reaper shy when I go reap
Worst than murder on my mind, I stay busy making hell sing
Every time I come into your city
If you'd separated me from all your nightmares, you'd be gone
So I'll let the 45 decide if we can get along, lil bitch
(Aye) yeah, load another clip
We are not the same, you can never tell me shit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a (aye)
Give the wrist a flick
Speaking on my name's something I do not permit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a
Not a thirst, it's a right, to search for blood to survive
So girl, you know that I'm not flirting when I'm asking your type
This ain't a curse or a blight, this is rebirth through the night
Just let these fangs get a bite and we'll be nocturnal for life
You and me, we can take over this awful scene
I ain't take your life, I gave you more than mediocrity
This offering is one you can't refuse, I smell you draining in stress
You can reign by my side or die in pain with the rest
Oh, what a mess I made, another slain, another stain
If I decide to pick your brain, I might just blow your mind away
I'm tryna say the 9 and K are forks and knives in my buffet
And I'm not picky anyway, so tell me what your type is, babe
(Aye) yeah, load another clip
We are not the same, you can never tell me shit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a (aye)
Give the wrist a flick
Speaking on my name's something I do not permit
Bitch, I had it
Turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic
When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm an addict
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