gossip girls - Angelus

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Uh huh, huh

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

Ah, hah

Bitch, I got nothing to lose

And I got nothing to prove

You left me scarred with a bruise

Fucking hate you

They put that boy on the news

He doesn’t know what to do

He only wish that he knew

Blame it on you

Fuck this bitch, I don’t really give a fuck

Think I’m running out of luck, and I think it’s all your fault

Fuck this shit, I don’t wanna be involved

I don’t even fuck with y’all, niggas pray on my downfall

And all these labels wanna know what my sauce is

In the scene, I let them know who the boss is

I know they want me so bad, I cannot do 'em like that

And all you niggas is rats, fucking hate y’all

You can’t escape me, oh, you cannot be me

Thos niggas can’t save you, your boys be ridin' with me

And I hat the way you act, like Juno, insomniac

And she asking me where I’m at, but baby girl, we’re done

Fuck this bitch, I don’t really give a fuck

Think I’m running out of luck, and I think it’s all your fault

Fuck this shit, I don’t wanna be involved

I don’t even fuck with y’all, niggas pray on my downfall

They be like, «Angel, where you at?», huh, I never left

People always picking sides, this year I’m coming for they neck

Bitches sending me a text, but I swear I never read

And he said that we in love, but I only want the neck, uh

Worthless, feeling worthless on the daily

Purchase, I just purchase everything that I see

Purpose, find a purpose, I can’t see it

Nervous, feeling nervous, I can’t feel shit

Fuck this bitch (I don’t really give a fuck) (Oh)

Think I’m running out of luck, and I think it’s all your fault

Fuck this shit, I don’t wanna be involved

I don’t even fuck with y’all, niggas pray on my downfall

Fuck this bitch, I don’t really give a fuck

Think I’m running out of luck, and I think it’s all your fault

Fuck this shit, I don’t wanna be involved (Yeah, ho)

I don’t even fuck with y’all, niggas pray on my downfall