naïve funeral
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[Intro]
(vamp1relif3styl3)
Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm addicted to blood
Nothing around me ever feel real, that's why I do what I want
(Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah-oh)
Bitch-bitch-bitch, I'm addicted to blood
Nothing around me ever feel real, that's why I do what I want
Bitch, that's why I do what I do
Can't be out the crib for like more than a minute, I might split his head into two
I might split his head when I leave
I'on feel nothin', do as I please, keep tryin', can't do it like me
That motherfucker do what I say, swear these motherfuckers so naïve
[Verse]
Swear all of these boys is some hoes
Talk like you 'bout it, I sleep with a pole
Talk like you 'bout it, I know that you fold
Talk like you 'bout it, I know you a ho, for real
Everybody hard 'til the blade come out
'Til the fuckers that hide in the day come out
Bro, it's really one call if you piss me off
I just call them boys, they could take you out
If I hate you, I send them to kill you
If we got a problem, I send 'em to deal with you
Like, I'ma be real with you, you really 'boutta stop breathing
Fuck life, I forgot the meaning
We drained him like bro was from Sweden
My family done said I'm a heathen, like really?
I need some more blood, bitch, I'm fiending
(Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
(vamp1relif3styl3)
Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm addicted to blood
Nothing around me ever feel real, that's why I do what I want
(Ah-oh-ah-oh-ah-oh)
Bitch-bitch-bitch, I'm addicted to blood
Nothing around me ever feel real, that's why I do what I want
Bitch, that's why I do what I do
Can't be out the crib for like more than a minute, I might split his head into two
I might split his head when I leave
I'on feel nothin', do as I please, keep tryin', can't do it like me
That motherfucker do what I say, swear these motherfuckers so naïve
[Verse]
Swear all of these boys is some hoes
Talk like you 'bout it, I sleep with a pole
Talk like you 'bout it, I know that you fold
Talk like you 'bout it, I know you a ho, for real
Everybody hard 'til the blade come out
'Til the fuckers that hide in the day come out
Bro, it's really one call if you piss me off
I just call them boys, they could take you out
If I hate you, I send them to kill you
If we got a problem, I send 'em to deal with you
Like, I'ma be real with you, you really 'boutta stop breathing
Fuck life, I forgot the meaning
We drained him like bro was from Sweden
My family done said I'm a heathen, like really?
I need some more blood, bitch, I'm fiending
(Ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
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