Lyrics BLACK CØAT - MIERNØ

Think about a knife slowly cutting your throat
Later think about a girl slowly putting on your coat
Lipstick on her lips, holy shit she glows
Later think about you dancing but you stepping on her toes
Now realize that all this happens in the fucking dream
All this hoes and all this blood you drink it fast like it's some lean
Why you texting me if you dont wanna text
Why you talking shit? Bitch put me to the test
I'm like, (shit) no stress ay, (shit) god bless ay
(Shit) They always want more and leaving less
Chocolate, crisp cookies looking faded watching movies
Weak body, looking bloody, dark waters they're too muddy

Fuck with the boss, come too close get rekt like hoes
Oreos, rate them hoes than plan your shows
Rick Ross, they sniff this shit they overdose
Less More's, holy shit yes it snows
Pop them pop them thangs rover range yeah
Keep it keep it low, trynna change ay
Stoner stoned? Lotta blame
Oh we fucked you up? What a shame

Why you trynna act? Can't do non
Talking with them fakes now I hear a ringing phone
Riding in that Benz, now it's gone
Talking all that shit after few shots bitch you're done
White on white, boy I'm bringing styles
I be running like that a 100 miles
Nah I ain't talking miles bitch, I'm talking days
Boy you doing wrong you supossed to change your ways
Flexing with them chains, it's all about the brain
You ain't trying to give all you do is fucking gain
Think you know the pain? Feeling like it's rain
Nah bitch it's all the steps you've taken out of lane
Miss me with this shit cause I be getting lit yeah
Searching for that real like I'm running throught the wheat yeah
Bottles popping hard, yeah boy I'm serving heat
Upstairs we getting high, downstairs you go to sleep