Night Lovell feat. $uicideboy$ - JOAN OF ARC

[00:00.13] You ain't talk back, like

[00:06.16] You'll see

[00:09.65] Yeah, ayy, ayy

[00:13.05] Ayy

[00:13.79] Fatality

[00:14.68] Tell me that she wanna ride me through the night then call me back

[00:18.18] I like how she riding 'cause she take that shit all in that bag

[00:22.19] I got bands in my pants and I'm dancing

[00:26.07] I'm like man, you a fan, why you snapping?

[00:30.32] Numb the pain, so I'm like, baby, you my novocaine

[00:33.58] I don't even know you, swear to God, bitch, how you know my name?

[00:37.82] I'm like damn, why you mad? I'm the god, nigga

[00:41.57] I'm so sorry, check that shawty, she's a gold digger

[00:45.97] I don't give a fuck, never cleaning up

[00:48.72] Bitch, my blood is mud, never clean it up

[00:51.71] Enter the Chamber of Love, set it on fire and run

[00:54.47] Bitch, I'm a slut when it come to the drugs

[00:56.46] I was sent here to get fucked up and then die

[00:59.11] You don't want me, bitch, and if you say you do, then you're lyin'

[01:01.11] I ain't a socialite, I'm staying home tonight

[01:03.12] Maybe another night, shawty give me dome, I'm high

[01:05.01] Never thinking with a sober mind

[01:06.26] So I might guess that she left me for the same reason she loved me

[01:09.15] Stole her fucking pills and now she don't trust me

[01:11.16] Slapped me 'cross my face, she said, "Ruby, you disgusting"

[01:12.90] Baby girl, I got money, ain't no need for discussing

[01:14.91] Told me never call her back and I don't think she bluffin'

[01:16.91] That she wanna ride me through the night then call me back

[01:20.05] I like how she riding 'cause she take that shit all in that bag

[01:24.06] I got bands in my pants and I'm dancing

[01:27.81] I'm like man, you a fan, why you snapping?

[01:31.80] Numb the pain, so I'm like, baby, you my novocaine

[01:35.31] I don't even know you, swear to God, bitch, how you know my name?

[01:39.55] I'm like damn, why you mad? I'm the god, nigga

[01:43.55] I'm so sorry, check that shawty... (Yeah, yeah)

[01:47.45] Cradle to the gray, I cradle in my grave

[01:50.45] Flickin' ash, brain on drugs, I can't get no peace of mind

[01:54.09] I can't lie it fucking hurts, I was designed to shine

[01:57.83] Now I'm popping bars 'til my brain fogs, drop like a phone line

[02:03.09] Don't speak, we just squeeze, bitch on her knees

[02:06.84] Help me put my mind at ease, begging to God, I don't believe

[02:10.59] Give me relief, on this grief

[02:12.59] No sleep, I can't eat

[02:14.49] Light getting dimmer and dimmer

[02:16.14] Call me selfish, blow my brains out, now I'm gone forever