Ags the Silver - David Blaine Lyrics

Hit or miss i couldn't stop the train
Shawty in the back, she acting lame
Hit a curb, my car, it need a crane
It hit my brain, i wanna do it again though

Hessian axes running for the win
Industry feel like nam, issa Nguyen-Nguyen
Blue tick on the gram, that's like my dream
Fucking on your bitch, i made her cream

Fight then disappear like David Blaine
Bottle empty, henny hit my brain
Been fucking loads, now hamstrings feel a strain
She blow me like a shotty, Kurt Cobain

Hit me like one of your enemies
Hit me till i hit you with the "please"
Can hurt me coz i got no remedies
But she on her knees yeah, she eating all the cheese, yeah

She knocked my fucking breeze out, sipping on some breezer
Shooting hot like geezer, leather on me, I'mma greaser
Hundred and ten degrees uh, wearing suits got no crease uh
Busy like the worker bees uh, repping my unreleased uh

Fight then disappear like David Blaine
Bottle empty, henny hit my brain
Been fucking loads, now hamstrings feel a strain
She blow me like a shotty, Kurt Cobain