Текст песни lipstick ammo - Monarck

I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it (Yeah, I get it)
Getting high until I nod off (Til I nod off)
Imma take wrong turn, take my job off (Job off)
I don't know if I be staying when she pop off, oh
Look into my eyes, it's just you and me
You know you speaking my language fluently (Ah, ah, oh)
Waygu, date night, talking for hours
My crib, late night, step in the showers (Ah)

That girl got a gun full of lipstick ammo
That I know can handle
Cock back, pull the trigger like she flippin a channel, she got me stuck in her scandal
This girl got a gun full of lipstick ammo
Hold that shit to my head
Bow, bow, bow, on my chest and neck, oh, I think I'm already dead (Oh, I think I'm already dead)
Oh, why it feel so wrong when it's you and me (You and me)
Just something that you do to me
Got your lipsticks stains on my chest and my neck and my back like you really been through to me
You know my advice is (Ah, Woah)
I just been counting my vices (My vices)
She got a gun and she use it against me cause she really know what my type is (Know what my type is)

Getting chrome, oh, they ain't running plates (Running plates)
Moutha gold, on my neck, like the Saints (Like the Saints, like the Saints)
You see that girl, no lookout
She a gun you down, oh, no wait
Know it started off rough, but I know that we can make it (Ah, ah, ah)
Invite her over to the crib she already getting naked
Oh, you think she been yours? But she mine for the taking (Ah)
You been telling me she finish, she been saying that she fake it
I can take her to the stars, you can take her as a loss
Clouded vision in my thoughts everything get muddier
Red carpet plays, no, my bitch badder
Strapping up my rings Imma take this bitch to Saturn (Ah, ah, woah)

That girl got a gun full of lipstick ammo
That I know can handle
Cock back, pull the trigger like she flippin a channel, she got me stuck in her scandal
This girl gotta gun full of lipstick ammo
Hold that shit to my head (My head, my head)
Bow, bow, bow, on my chest and neck, oh, I think I'm already dead (Ah, ah)
(I gotta escape, I gotta escape, woah)