1. |
Dasani
02:20
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[Intro]
Drip drip, bitch!
[Chorus]
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I be drinking that water
Be flexin’ my money
Got gothic hoes on me
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I got brand new Versace
Got brand new Givenchy
I’m an H20 junkie
[Verse 1]
I don’t be fucking with dairy
My haters stay hydrated barely
Ya'll niggas health is hella scary
I love water, we gonna get married
I don’t be fucking with juice
Pussy delicious, it taste just like soup
Got a goth bitch in her birthday suit
She blowing my dick just like it's a flute
Like it's a flute and that is the truth
Staining the sheets
That pussy secretes
That pussy a feast
Her makeup on fleek
My makeup on fleek
Get hit with that yeet
Kiss on her feet
Lick on her feet
Cum on her teeth
All hoes are queens
Got my heart beating like I'm on that caffeine
Living my life and I'm living a dream
[Chorus]
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I be drinking that water
Be flexin’ my money
Got gothic hoes on me
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I got brand new Versace
Got brand new Givenchy
I’m an H20 junkie
[Verse 2]
I got that water I'm sippin, mm
I got that water I'm drippin, mm
I got stacks that im flippin
I am the reason that your bitch is trippin
I got that sauce you know I'm a boss
I am a boss so you know that I floss
We having sex and I keep on the socks
Your bitch with me now go kick on some rocks
Sipping on that water
I don't drink that lager
Flossing like my father
I just made a dollar
I'm a money stocker
Keep my haters bothered
Goth bitch in a collar
I'm a goth bitch scholar
[Chorus]
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I be drinking that water
Be flexin’ my money
Got gothic hoes on me
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I got brand new Versace
Got brand new Givenchy
I’m an H20 junkie
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I be drinking that water
Be flexin’ my money
Got gothic hoes on me
Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani, Dasani
I got brand new Versace
Got brand new Givenchy
I’m an H20 junkie
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[Chorus: Buddy Danger]
I want to eat you up, but I’d just throw up later
Toxic like a cigarette with skin like paper
[Verse 1: Angel Nightmare]
Taking a sip of my water
Laid up in bed with a Klansman's daughter
Dumb rednecks can’t even foster
Passing up pussy, it’s an imminent offer
Stabbed in the dick with an IUD
My new bitch is exciting me
My old bitch is giving me anxiety
Blowing up my phone
Please stop writing me
[Hook: Angel Nightmare]
Do not disturb
Do not disturb, no
I know you don’t love me, that’s cap
Gaslight me, that’s a wrap
Do not disturb
Do not disturb, no
I don’t wanna touch you
I will never love you
[Chorus: Buddy Danger]
I want to eat you up, but I’d just throw up later
Toxic like a cigarette with skin like paper
[Verse 2: Angel Nightmare]
You should’ve known my favorite game was pillow talk
Before you gave me all of that stuff you bought
Follow me and I will lead you off the edge
And please tell all your friends, baby, what was said
[Hook: Angel Nightmare]
Do not disturb
Do not disturb, no
I know you don’t love me, that’s cap
Gaslight me, that’s a wrap
Do not disturb
Do not disturb, no
I don’t wanna touch you
I will never love you
[Chorus: Buddy Danger]
I want to eat you up, but I’d just throw up later
Toxic like a cigarette with skin like paper
[Bridge: Buddy Danger]
Girl get the fuck up out my DM’s
Nobody’s using Tinder to meet friends
I know what you’re on, yeah I know what you’re about
She vibes with my song, now you tryna get some clout
[Verse 3: Buddy Danger]
Tryna keep grabbing up on my pants
She acts like we don’t know she got a man
Why the fuck you tryna hold my hand?
What part of this don’t you understand?
I got a future you ain’t in the plans
Baby internet love is a scam
Go ahead and like every single post
But if you hit me up I’ll still go ghost
[Chorus: Buddy Danger]
I want to eat you up, but I’d just throw up later
Toxic like a cigarette with skin like paper
I want to eat you up, but I’d just throw up later
Toxic like a cigarette with skin like paper
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3. |
Born in a Casket
03:02
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[Verse 1]
Taking a piss in the pit
Picking a fit
Fucking a bitch in a bit
Licking her blood off of my stick
Pickle and tickle the clit
I just hit me a lick
Is that my gun or my dick?
I got your bitch on my wrist
Be acting so fickle and shit
Keep on the mask
I'm 'bout to spit
You gon' be sick
[Chorus]
Ashes, Ashes
Falling down madness
Passionless fashion
I am a maggot
Elastic
I feel fantastic
I live in the dirt
I was born in a casket
Ashes, Ashes
Falling down madness
Passionless fashion
I am a maggot
Elastic
I feel fantastic
I live in the dirt
I was born in a casket
[Verse 2]
Running away
Inside of my head
Nothing is real
Already know I'm dead
Screaming inside
My soul needs legs
Police needs lead
Inside they body
Fuck with me now
Don't even try me
Packing that shit
Packing up bodies
Paint the town red
Red is my hobby
We are in Hell
Earth is the lobby
[Chorus]
Ashes, Ashes
Falling down madness
Passionless fashion
I am a maggot
Elastic
I feel fantastic
I live in the dirt
I was born in a casket
Ashes, Ashes
Falling down madness
Passionless fashion
I am a maggot
Elastic
I feel fantastic
I live in the dirt
I was born in a casket
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4. |
Bust a Nut
02:52
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[Intro]
(Angel Nightmare です)
[Hook]
I bust a nut then I dip (yah, aye)
I do not kiss on the lip (what, huh? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (ha what?)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (yah yah yah)
I bust a nut then I dip (wow yeah)
I do not kiss on the lip (what? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (yah yah yah)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (ha wow)
[Verse 1]
Angel Nightmare on the beat
You know that I don't eat meat
I'm with your girl she gon’ cheat
I bust a nut then I yeet
Sippin' on that water
Niggas asking for a dollar
Got your bitch up in a collar
and she think I am her father
I bust a nut then repeat
I bust a nut then I yeet
[Hook]
I bust a nut then I dip (yah, aye)
I do not kiss on the lip (what, huh? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (ha what?)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (yah yah yah)
I bust a nut then I dip (wow yeah)
I do not kiss on the lip (what? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (yah yah yah)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (ha wow)
[Verse]
There is not anyone I won’t try to be better than
Going to the top and I am not settlin'
Dreaming big like I'm slumped on that heroin
Blowing up like a United States veteran
I don't be eatin that cheese
I'm out here savin’ the bees
I bust a nut then retreat
I bust a nut then I yeet
[Hook]
I bust a nut then I dip (yah, aye)
I do not kiss on the lip (what, huh? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (ha what?)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (yah yah yah)
I bust a nut then I dip (wow yeah)
I do not kiss on the lip (what? nah)
I bust a nut then I skip (yah yah yah)
I bust then skrrt in my whip (ha wow)
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[Chorus: Spikey Biscuit]
I told you that I’d never kill myself
Well I fucking lied
I’d live a happy fulfilling life
Well I fucking tried
You don’t know I kill myself every fucking day
Waiting for the end to take me the fuck away
[Verse 1: Spikey Biscuit]
I'm chasing after fleeting bullshit my whole fucking life
Can't stop chasing after it
Don't know fucking why
Guess I'll keep on abusing myself
Chase that fucking high
Guess I'll keep on killing myself
‘til my fucking time
Sorry to disappoint
Sorry I'm not like you
Sorry for the stupid things I always fucking choose to do
Sorry for carry on extra charge like this song
Please just let me love my sin, the end will be so long
This is how I live
Travel infinite
My screen is turned off
My name I forgot
[Chorus: Spikey Biscuit & Dontcryslxm]
I told you that I’d never kill myself
Well I fucking lied
I’d live a happy fulfilling life
Well I fucking tried
You don’t know I kill myself every fucking day
Waiting for the end to take me the fuck away
[Verse 2: Dontcryslxm]
Abused and I’m broken
I’ve lost my mind
Help me I’m screaming
I’ll take my life
Depressed and I’m lonely
I’ve made my choice
Now watch as I drag my blade
[Chorus: Angel nightmare]
I told you that I’d never kill myself
Well I fucking lied
I’d live a happy fulfilling life
Well I fucking tried
You don’t know I kill myself every fucking day
Waiting for the end to take me the fuck away
[Verse 3: Angel Nightmare]
Forbidden fruit
I’m back in this bitch get me out of this noose
I don’t give a damn
If I’m gonna die, then I’m gonna choose
Don’t really care and I’m telling the truth
I’m out of this bitch, I’m not talking to you
I’m goin’ home, leave me out of the loop
Place a finger on me then I’m blowing a fuse
Grew up in the ghetto where nobody trust me
Black kids said I act like a whitey
White kids said dark skin was too ugly
Mom’s gone, three jobs, still had no money
Damn near sold my sold my soul
My whole life I been on my own
Always got a feeling that something is wrong
I just want everyone to leave me alone
[Chorus: Angel Nightmare, Spikey Biscuit, & Dontcryslxm]
I told you that I’d never kill myself
Well I fucking lied
I’d live a happy fulfilling life
Well I fucking tried
You don’t know I kill myself every fucking day
Waiting for the end to take me the fuck away
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6. |
I Like Guns
02:27
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[Verse 1]
AR-15, I brought this bitch from Texas
Whole Gang here shit about to get hectic
I got guns so there ain't no need for flexin’
Dark skin niggas and we ‘bout to get arrested
[Hook]
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
[Verse 2]
Brand new AK, I bought that shit in Russia
Put it on your noggin and I bet you'd shut the fuck up
Like a redneck, I keep guns in my trucks
This is America, bitch shut the fuck up
On the run in my truck
And I do not give a fuck
Forgot to mention that I am rich
So I will never run out of bullets
[Hook]
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
[Bridge]
Uhhhhh Disclaimer: I'm not responsible for what your kids do with theirs guns
[Verse 3]
Brand new uzi
Shoot in the air (woo)
Bullets going vertical ‘cause I don't even care (yah yah yah yah)
Don't be pulling up
You a rat, you a snitch
Talking all that shit
But you scared
You a bitch
We got some pretty hollow tips for your face (uh, ooh)
Put the keyboard down and come and face us
[Hook]
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun (yeah)
I like guns, I like guns, I like to have fun
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[Hook]
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
Around here we ain’t got no fucking witness
[Verse 1: Chiiirp]
You better stop snitching bitch, better stop snitching bitch
Gotta keep your circle tight ‘cause people love to switch up quick
Fuck that nigga, I’m running up a bag
Fuck that nigga, no run in with the flags
Fucking no nigga for the muhfucking cash
I stay in my lane, running up the gas
I don’t know you, don’t say my name
Let the bullshit go as quick as it came
Yeah shit hurt, but I learn from the pain
They shiest, they snake, part of the game
Ha, part of the game
Dont’ fuck with the fire and ignite my flame
Me. you, and them we are not the same
You talk too much about nun, you lame
[Hook]
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
Around here we ain’t got no fucking witness
[Verse 2: Angel Nightmare]
Giving out dick for a penny
Fucking a bitch in the back of the Denny’s
Sinning, winning
Sippin’ on water, ooh
I don’t be fuckin’ with Henny
Ooh, stop, uh
Better not call a cop
Uh, ooh, oh, wait.
Nigga, I call the shots
Making another daily trip to LA Fitness
So we can flex on these bitches
Nightmare Gang, uh, yeah we look suspicious
You niggas better not be snitchin’
[Hook]
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
Around here we ain’t got no fucking witness
[Verse 3: Chiiirp]
Get some business ‘bout yourself
Snitching bitches gon get dealt
Get some business ‘bout yourself
Stretched out on the floor you passy ass hoe
Ain’t nobody to call cuz they ain't gonna help
Get some business ‘bout yourself
Snitching bitches gon get dealt
Get some business ‘bout yourself
Stretched out on the floor you passy ass hoe
Ain’t nobody to call cuz they ain't gonna help
[Hook: Angel Nightmare]
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
Around here we ain’t got no fucking witness
[Verse 4: Angel Nightmare]
Picking a pocket and pleading the fifth
Illegal guns in the back of the whip
I got so much dirt
I am covered in filth
Up all night on the dark web ‘bout to make a sell
If you call the cops, I’ma send your ass to Hell
Wow, we are malicious
You don’t want to know
What could happen to snitches
Don’t be witness
Listen, better be minding your business
I keep the mask on, like I’m coughin’ and carrying sickness
[Hook]
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
You better stop snitching
Around here we ain’t got no fucking witness
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[Chorus]
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
[Verse 1: Angel Nightmare]
Sippin’ on water staying hydrated
I be making moves (ooh, wow)
I ain’t got patience
You be gettin’ faded (Gettin’ faded?)
I be goin place
You be dressin’ basic (Dressin’ basic?)
I be going places
I ain’t got a job (nope)
And I ain’t ‘bout to get one (nah)
I still be making money (yeah)
And no you cannot get none (no)
Walking speed like jogging (walk)
Put a bullet in ya noggin (bang)
Taking down you clowns
Just like Batman and Robin (haha bitch)
[Chorus]
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
[Verse 2: 3vilHer0]
It’s mama’s little angel dancin’ round with a bloody blade
I don’t fuck with slaves
I’m just sippin’ lemonade
Cult nigga shit
Come and join the crusade
I told you boy I’m loony
Your crew fugaze
I puff haze and lick boob-ays
Like nigga hooray
Nigga it can go two ways
I’m still getting paid
How many bitches on me? I don’t even know
Black nigga in the back and he’s twistin’ the dro
How many warm bodies gon’ be hittin’ the flo? (ha)
[Chorus]
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
You niggas said I would fail in LA
Now I’m about to buy mama a brand new place
Now I’m choking gothic bitches in every state
Every thot I meet I’m gonna take her on a date
And make sure gang food on the plate
Yeah it’s me on the beat with the boost to the bass
Stocking up on guns to keep the place safe
Run up on me and get holes in your face
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[Hook]
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
[Verse 1: Gucci Lunchable]
Y'all think I’m a geek
Guess what? Bitch that ain’t me
I got mad numbers like i’m fuckin’ fibonacci
I bust one nut and I’m still not done
Pokemon Go on your bitch and give her that Lickitung
Think you can rhyme better?
Bitch, in your dreams
I’m fuckin’ spitting fire
And I just swallowed benzene
You’re tryna get through me? Bitch pay the toll
Yo mama blowing me like she’s singing at the Super Bowl
[Hook]
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
[Verse 2]
Trying real hard, but you livin’ real slummy
And hating on me, you a straight up dummy
Guess what? I got a lot of money
You work full-time and got none, that’s funny
Ooh, making daily trips to the bank
Ooh, and yo mama mad because you ain’t
Ooh, you got bills that you can’t pay
And I’ma keep flexin’ like, like I’m Lil Tay
[Hook]
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I ain’t got a job
You just hatin’ ‘cause I don’t gotta rob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I act like a snob
You just hatin’ ‘cause I run a fuckin’ mob
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[Chorus]
Hot thot said she want to get sticky
Icky, my body covered in hickeys
Picking up bitches and we can be picky
Forget Dasani, we sippin' on Fiji (Fiji)
Said she saw us on TV
Sending emojis, she feeling peachy
Kissing her neck and that peach getting greasy
She trying to suck & lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
[Hook]
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee
[Verse 1: Angel Nightmare]
Playing in the pussy like hopscotch
Stole your bitch while wearing a crop top
Don't be hating 'cause you not hot
Don't be worried about what I got
Can't pull bitches when you cashless
Can't pull a bitch with a floor on the mattress
I am elastic
Don't got a job and I'm still living fantastic!
Credit score high as fuck (woah)
barely just turned 20 (something)
Life been hella boring (uh)
Why I'm always winning, uh (Why am I winning?)
New bitch really freaky (what)
She want to slurp on my pee pee (pee pee)
She want to eat on this dick (dick)
She want suck on my pee pee (yuh)
[Chorus]
Hot thot said she want to get sticky
Icky, my body covered in hickeys
Picking up bitches and we can be picky
Forget Dasani, we sippin' on Fiji (Fiji)
Said she saw us on TV
Sending emojis, she feeling peachy
Kissing her neck and that peach getting greasy
She trying to suck & lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
[Hook]
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee
[Verse 2: GreatDaeg]
She wanna suck on my pee pee
Baby she tasting like kiwi
Gave me that head like she Ree Ree
I keep it on me, yeah that Fiji
Water slaughter when that booty is dropping
Sloppy toppy thats a hotties I’m copping
Thottie throbbin what she do with that body
Oh my god when that booty get poppin
Strawberry faery she tasting like Fanta
And when I’m up in it she going bananas
I come with the gift of some dick like I’m Santa
She licking my stick til that shit go blama
Boom
Hot dog hot stick achoo
She see me get hard when I play with her boobs
She know I go hard when I’m up in her womb, Ooh
Noises she making she said that she swoons
Bitch I’m a dog so ima go woof
Chains stay on when I’m fucking that’s true
Told her to sit on my face till I’m blue
[Chorus]
Hot thot said she want to get sticky
Icky, my body covered in hickeys
Picking up bitches and we can be picky
Forget Dasani, we sippin' on Fiji (Fiji)
Said she saw us on TV
Sending emojis, she feeling peachy
Kissing her neck and that peach getting greasy
She trying to suck & lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
[Hook]
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee (pee pee)
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee, ooh
She wanna lick on my pee pee
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Angel Nightmare Los Angeles, California
Angel Nightmare is an American rapper, singer, composer, producer, & songwriter based in Los Angeles. Angel is proficient in guitar, bass, drums, piano, & synthesizers. They compose several different genres of music and is known to combine drastically different genre’s into their tracks. Other projects include producer/vocalist for Midnight Nightmare and guitarist/synth player for Dawn of Ashes. ... more
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