Lyrics Witchblades - Yung Tide, yung van

Witchblades

Yeah this boy faded
Fuck a wrist watch
Iced up
Gucci on my flip flops
Red and green gassed like I’m saint Nick
And she loves the snow
And she loves the snow
Yeah I’m really faded
Fuck a wrist watch
Bitches givin' head like it’s hopscotch
Don’t you play no games
Don’t you play no games
Walking on ice
Yeah I’m that hot
(Yung Tide)
Walking on a thin line
Between reality, and dying tonight
I want you to be mine
Kiss me underneath the bare moonlight
Now you wanna be my friend again
I don’t wanna be your friend again
Now you wanna play those games
And I’m tired of this shit
I wanna fade away again
Now you wanna be my friend again
I don’t wanna be your friend again
Now you wanna play those games
And I’m tired of this shit
I wanna fade away again
(Yung Van)
Yeah this boy faded
Fuck a wrist watch
Elevate your mind In the drop top
No ceilings
Fuck your feelings
Bitch I’m off top
Wild on that knee
Pussy don’t stop
She ride it (ridin', ridin')
In my flip flops
She about it (bout it, bout it)
When she drop top
Mix it with that henny
Honey, chop chop
And she loves the snow
And she loves the snow