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JOAN OF ARC
$uicideboy$, Night Lovell
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Ay, yes, ay, yah, ay, ay
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Tell me that she wanna ride
Me through the night then call me back
I like how she riding 'cause
She take that shit all in that back
I got bands in my pants
And I'm dancing
I'm like man, you a fan,
Why you snapping?
By the place, so I'm like baby,
You my novocaine
I don't even know you,
Swear to god, bitch,
How you know my name?
I'm like damn, why you mad,
I'm the god, nigga?
I'm so sorry, check that shawty,
She's a gold digger
I don't give a fuck,
Never cleaning up
Bitch my blood is mud,
Never clean it up
Enter the chamber of love,
Set it on fire and run
Bitch, I'm a sub when
It come to the drugs
I was sent here to get
Fucked up and then die
You don't want me bitch and
Iif you say you do then you lyin'
I ain't a socialite,
I'm staying home tonight
Maybe another line,
Shawty give me dope I'm high
Never thinking with a sober mind
So I might guess that she left
Me for the same reason
She loved me
Sold her fucking bills and
Now she don't trust me
Slapped me across my face,
She say Ruby you disgusting
Baby girl, I got money, ain't
No need for discussing
Told me never call her back
And I don't think she bluffin'
Tell me that she wanna ride
Me through the night
Then call me back
I like how she riding 'cause
She take that shit
All in that back
I got bands in my pants
And I'm dancing
I'm like man, you a fan,
Why you snapping?
By the place, so I'm like baby,
You my novocaine
I don't even know you,
Swear to god, bitch,
How you know my name?
I'm like damn, why you mad,
I'm the god nigga?
I'm so sorry, check that shawty-
Yuh, yuh, cradle to the grey,
I cradle in my grave
Flick your ash, brain on drugs,
I can't get no peace of mind
I can't lie it fucking hurts,
I was designed to shine
Now I'm popping bars, 'til
My brain fogs, drop like a phone line
Don't speak, we just squeeze,
Bitch on her knees
I might put my mind at ease,
Begging to god I don't believe
Give me relief, on this grief
No sleep, I can't eat
Light getting dimmer and dimmer
Call me selfish, blow my brains
Out now I'm gone forever
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