Lyrics BLK XN BLK. - Scarlxrd

BLK XN BLK.

Alright
Real quick
No long ting
Windows
Let’s go
Ay
Scar-lxrd, yea
Thraxx
Black on black gon' cover my limbs
Back on track still goin' in sick
Buy some tats that cover my skin
Gotta get high, can’t feel like shit
Fill my eyes and see a kid
I ain’t gotta try, I won’t fit it
Snap on track, I’m taking the piss
There’s not a mic on Scarlxrd bitch
God, you make me wanna throw up!
Kick in the door, yeah I want more
I had to get it, I really got bored
People escort, up to the door
Talking’s irrelevant, moving is all
I need a war, been there before
One with the elements, running is core
Hiding the cure, running my jaw
What would I miss, I’m droppin' it all
What will they think I’ve changed
My tats way back, I don’t wanna switch lanes
The king has come back and dropped a test
And made himself a price and doubled his grave
Comin' from the smallest of places
Gotta spit facts and they hate it
Gotta log off of the matrix
Livin' my life like I made it!
Live in my own pain
Move in stealth, won’t see me coming
Bust a lethal with impair
Can’t go nowhere, I’m still taking fast
The reason I’m on track
I stay beamin' gettin' fuckin' done
My massive to the crest
All this shit I think is fucking low
Laughter, these n***** givin' me laughter
Scarlxrd so hard, so they axe us
Statements will come in the le-tter
If this shit changes, adapt it, uh
Think of the shit to attract, uh
Even in global disasters
I was still getting my racks up
Sittin' in the front
Get up on my level or shut up
Sip a little bitch with your tongue
Yeah I’m never messing with a nug
Never need attention from above
Yeah, I get attention with the love
Trippin' up the pressure of the club
Need a new dimension when I run
Yeah, imma invent em' where I want
They never try to spit along
Go chat to a phone, you bitches!
You make me wanna throw up!
Okay I’m done