​victim (REMIX)

[Intro]
Damn, Aiden, you a killa
(Wow, Sinato, Sinato)

[Hook: stress]
Blood pourin' down her face, Imma stab her with my blade
If you're gonna be a fan, better do it right way
I'm talkin' hella bombs, take you out for ransom
Stuff you in a body bag, you're my little victim

[Verse 1: xofilo]
That bitch wanna hate on me because I'm such a diva
But her boyfriend ran over to my place like a cheetah
But if you tryna fuck on me for money, then I’ll see ya
I got 2 twin Glocks and I call them DiverDiva
All my haters mad because they know that I'm gettin' bank
And I feel like Miley, the way that I can't be tamed
Me and stress are in the cut, evеryone else is so lamе
Enby popstar coming through, get out of the fucking way

[Hook: stress]
Blood pourin' down her face, Imma stab her with my blade
If you're gonna be a fan, better do it right way
I'm talkin' hella bombs, take you out for ransom
Stuff you in a body bag, you're my little victim
(Blood pourin' down her face, Imma stab her with my blade)
(If you're gonna be a fan, better do it right way)
I'm talkin' hella bombs, take you out for ransom
Stuff you in a body bag, you're my little victim
(disoc8)

[Verse 2: disoc8]
I wanna take my life, I'll do it just for you
I'll push the blade against my thigh, I'm so in love with self abuse
These faggots switch and go behind, but baby, that's just what they do
Lost a few, it's nothing new, cause baby, that's just what they do
Suicide note on my notepad, baby, you're so down bad
Know you wanna fuck, can't get it up, cause I'm too down sad
Stupid hoe tried to delete my motherfucking account
(Fucking with my life, then baby girl, I'm gonna hunt you down)

[Hook: stress]
Blood pourin' down her face, Imma stab her with my blade
If you're gonna be a fan, better do it right way
I'm talkin' hella bombs, take you out for ransom
Stuff you in a body bag, you're my little victim

[Verse 3: Dethkitty]
Bitches don't know what I'm on, I be moving like a phantom
And your girl, she likes all my songs, this her fucking anthem
You know me, I'm off them drugs, I make it rain with my plug
I love my man, he wanna fuck, I ride his dick, he grab my butt
You think that I lie on my wrists, I think that you a kind of bitch
Don't serve what you can't dish, like Doja said, suck my dick clit tits
Cross the line cause I'm winning, on my shit, I been on for a min
The way I feel like I'm Bleeding, I got all you hoes feening

[Hook: stress]
Blood pourin' down her face, Imma stab her with my blade
If you're gonna be a fan, better do it right way
I'm talkin' hella bombs, take you out for ransom
Stuff you in a body bag, you're my little victim