Addict (Inspired by "Hellsing Ultimate") [feat. Camsteady]

(Ayy) yeah, load another clip We are not the same, you can never tell me shit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a- (ayy) (whoa) Give the wrist a flick Speaking on my name's, something I do not permit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a- (yeah) Addict, addict, you don't want the static Heart is in the grave while my mind is in the attic She's the baddest, turn that bitch eternal We don't fuck with diplomatics Pop the hammer out, and watch their heads do acrobatics Yeah, ayy, when you feel the devil, know is me, ayy Coffin in the wraith, but bitch, I never go to sleep, uh Better cross your heart, and pray to God that I won't see, uh I'm the type to make the reaper shy when I go reap Worst than murder on my mind, I stay busy making hell sing Every time I come into your city If you'd separated me from all your nightmares, you'd be gone So I'll let the .45 decide if we can get along, lil' bitch (Ayy) yeah, load another clip We are not the same, you can never tell me shit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a- (ayy) (whoa) Give the wrist a flick Speaking on my name's, something I do not permit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a- Not a thirst, it's a right to search for blood to survive So girl, you know that I'm not flirting when I'm asking your type This ain't a curse or a blight, this is rebirth through the night Just let these fangs get a bite, and we'll be nocturnal for life You and me, we can take over this awful scene I ain't take your life, I gave you more than mediocrity This offering is one you can't refuse, I smell you draining in stress You can reign by my side, or die in pain with the rest Oh, what a mess I made, another slain, another stain If I decide to pick your brain, I might just blow your mind away I'm tryna say the .9 and K are forks, and knives in my buffet And I'm not picky anyway, so tell me what your type is, babe (Ayy) yeah, load another clip We are not the same, you can never tell me shit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm a- (ayy) (whoa) Give the wrist a flick Speaking on my name's, something I do not permit Bitch, I had it (had it), turn me to a devil if you try to get dramatic ('matic) When it comes to blood, bitch, you know that I'm an addict