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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BLAKSWAN
BLAKSWAN
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Bonder
Matthew Bonder
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BLAKSWAN
BLAKSWAN
Producer
SACCO
SACCO
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I got cocaine in my vein, yeah Coltrane on my brain, yeah Okay, I got sweat on my gold chain, yeah Blood on my gold bangs, yeah (What-whatcha, whatcha woo) Whatcha say, whatcha want, whatcha get from me? Every thought in my brain is unsettling What you heard in the past? Fuck a Beauty Queen Chain with no Jesus piece, pray to my jewelry Whatcha do when you heard I'm in Hollywood? Good for Swan, making moves, always knew he would Fuck you mean? No one helped, no one understood Favor the greater good, fuck up the neighborhood Feels like I'm running out of time Running out of time (running out of time) Told her that I don't wanna die I don't wanna diе Burn the house down, burn the housе down She called the cops, and we rock and we burn the block down Burn the house down, burn the house down (Goddamn motherfucker, damn motherfucker) Burn the house down, burn the house down She called the cops, and we rock and we burn the block down Burn the house down, burn the house down (Goddamn motherfucker, damn motherfucker) I got cocaine in my vein, yeah Coltrane on my brain, yeah Okay, I got sweat on my gold chain, yeah Blood on my gold bangs, yeah (What-whatcha, whatcha woo) Whatcha see, whatcha see, what's inside of me You cut me open and laugh and then call it privacy First, you retweet my property, then you're sorry to bother me Pussy apology, that's gynecology She gets on top of me, that's meritocracy She says fuck men and then fucks me, is that hypocrisy? I know I'm bad for you, addict with a bad attitude End up masturbating on the track, like nothing I'd rather do Feels like I'm running out of times Running out of time (yeah) Told her that I don't wanna die I don't wanna die Burn the house down, burn the house down She called the cops, and we rock and we burn the block down Burn the house down, burn the house down (Goddamn motherfucker, damn motherfucker) Burn the house down, burn the house down She called the cops, and we rock and we burn the block down Burn the house down, burn the house down (Goddamn motherfucker, damn motherfucker) I got cocaine in my vein, yeah Coltrane on my brain, yeah No pain and no gain, yeah No fame on my name, yeah Cobain in my lane, yeah
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