Ethereal Blood
Wake up
Hey
Yeah, my blood ethereal, yeah, I have that
Yeah, my bitch imperial, it's a Hellcat
Eat it up like cereal in a matte black
Adios, no, cheerio, you can't have that
I'm so high the drugs are in my main frame
I ain't going down, it ain't no mayday
I just bought a vroom, I hit the raceway
Birkin bag on me it is a safe place
Trapped in a box, don't wanna talk, give me your soul
Ticking the clock, walking the Wok, hitting the dome
Sippin' the Voss, dirty my cock, fucking my hoe
Bean in the pot, what is the cost, feeling like home
Grew up and I was a bastard
Run up my phone, my friend, I am old fashioned
My ego's too big it's growing too massive
Blowing the gas so I got me a gasket
Dead or alive, I'm still feeling the acid
She hit the blunt and I fall with the ashes
Don't give a fuck about nothing you had it
Seeing the red with the blue and it's tragic
Ha ha ha ha watch out I'm too dangerous
Ha ha ha ha might go back to Venus
Ha ha ha ha my thirst is my weakness
Ha ha ha ha your fear is the sweetest
Yeah, my blood ethereal, yeah, I have that
Yeah, my bitch imperial, it's a Hellcat
Eat it up like cereal in a matte black
Adios, no, cheerio, you can't have that
I'm so high the drugs are in my main frame
I ain't going down, it ain't no mayday
I just bought a vroom, I hit the raceway
Birkin bag on me it is a safe place
Hey
Yeah, my blood ethereal, yeah, I have that
Yeah, my bitch imperial, it's a Hellcat
Eat it up like cereal in a matte black
Adios, no, cheerio, you can't have that
I'm so high the drugs are in my main frame
I ain't going down, it ain't no mayday
I just bought a vroom, I hit the raceway
Birkin bag on me it is a safe place
Trapped in a box, don't wanna talk, give me your soul
Ticking the clock, walking the Wok, hitting the dome
Sippin' the Voss, dirty my cock, fucking my hoe
Bean in the pot, what is the cost, feeling like home
Grew up and I was a bastard
Run up my phone, my friend, I am old fashioned
My ego's too big it's growing too massive
Blowing the gas so I got me a gasket
Dead or alive, I'm still feeling the acid
She hit the blunt and I fall with the ashes
Don't give a fuck about nothing you had it
Seeing the red with the blue and it's tragic
Ha ha ha ha watch out I'm too dangerous
Ha ha ha ha might go back to Venus
Ha ha ha ha my thirst is my weakness
Ha ha ha ha your fear is the sweetest
Yeah, my blood ethereal, yeah, I have that
Yeah, my bitch imperial, it's a Hellcat
Eat it up like cereal in a matte black
Adios, no, cheerio, you can't have that
I'm so high the drugs are in my main frame
I ain't going down, it ain't no mayday
I just bought a vroom, I hit the raceway
Birkin bag on me it is a safe place
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Writer(s): Triston Knight
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