Songtexte Nympho - h8tred

Okay so, one take for the main vocals
Two takes for the layers
And uhh, maybe an extra for the adlibs
Should be easy

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
The chorus and the 808 melodies make me levitate
Run up on me, chop yo' head and make you see the heaven gates
My ideal "St8 of mind" is when I'm in a psycho state (I hate you)
Ay, ay, up, down, left, right chop
Yeah, choppa spinnin', cannot seem to stop
Go retarded, drinking your blood from a cup
Keep it coming, keep pouring the liquid up
She a succubus, a nympho
But a bitch too, introduce her to my pistol
Got a crystal sitting in front of my window
Got it from my bitch, short and smart, call her Gizmo

I slide my dick up and down on her clitoris
When I stopped fucking her, she slit her wrist
Unload the banana clip, I cannot seem to miss
Smoking that impossible, I'm off that cannabis
Scooby-dooby-doo, tell me what you wanna do?
Commit arson, tax fraud with my crew
Ty-type shi', that bitch like my shi'
Cum on her face, wipe it, but she still look cute, uh
If music doesn't work out, I'll work a 9-5
But I be on the grind, with the homies, with the hive
I be seeing pussies crashing out on IG live
Learn to handle criticism, or you won't survive

(Bubble bath, go get my 44 up off the dresser)
(Bubble bath, go get my 44 up off the, off the, off the)
(Bubble bath, go get my 44 up off the dresser)
(Bubble bath, go get my 44 up off the, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble)

Get off your ass, we got no time for rest
I'm rushing in fast, I won't be the last
Just pound on your chest to delete the stress
Go put on your vest and obliterate pests
Enhanced scope and a mag full of 30 cals
1 in the chamber, shot straight outta' hell
My inventory filled with shotty shells
I'll make you say hello to your grave, call me Adelle

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
The chorus and the 808 melodies make me levitate
Run up on me, chop yo' head and make you see the heaven gates
My ideal "St8 of mind" is when I'm in a psycho state
Ay, ay, up, down, left, right chop
Yeah, choppa spinnin', cannot seem to stop
Go retarded, drinking your blood from a cup
Keep it coming, keep pouring the liquid up
She a succubus, a nympho
But a bitch too, introduce her to my pistol
Got a crystal sitting in front of my window
Got it from my bitch, short and smart, call her Gizmo