6.Catch It!
Uhh, shit, that's right
I met a girl, that's the color of piss
And sucked her dry for the acidic taste
Cash in hands, cold hearts in bank
And bile kisses, I hate the taste
Yeah, yeah
Bitches don't know me
Yeah, yeah
Bitches don't own me
I sold my soul and stuck my tongue in a hard drive
And was ashamed that I loved the taste
Ivory lines and melodic scars
I am afraid that this is the end
Bleeding's so appealing when you've got no heart
(Cash in hands, cold hearts in backs)
Uhh, yeah, come on
Catch it, catch it, catch it
I'm on top of that trick
Catch it, catch it, catch it
I'm gonna stack those chips
Uhh, yeah, catch it
(Yeah)
Catch it
(Yeah)
Catch it
I'm on top of that trick
Ohh, ohh, oh
Yeah, yeah
Bitches don't know me
Yeah, yeah
Bitches don't own me
Ohh, come on
Catch it, catch it, catch it
I'm on top of that trick
Catch it, catch it, catch it
Ohh, ohh, oh
Catch it, catch it, catch it
Uhh, uhh, catch it, catch it
Catch it, catch it, catch it
Catch it, catch it, catch it
Come on, that's right
(Catch it)
That's right
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