[Intro] (Yeah...) (Slatt, look) (Cold nights in the valley, man, fuck this shit) [Clean delayed electric guitar arpeggio] [Atmospheric synth pad swells] [Chorus] [Heavy distorted 808 drop] [Fast skittering hi-hats] I have a bad bitch on my arm! Spent ten K just to keep her calm! Chrome Hearts on her, shinin' bright, But we scream at each other all damn night! I have a bad bitch on my arm, (Yeah, on my fuckin' arm!) I HAVE A BAD BITCH ON MY ARM! (And she's my motherfuckin' storm!) [Verse 1] [Aggressive fast trap flow] Pop another seal in the 317, She textin' my phone sayin' that we done. Out in Naptown, hit the dash in the freeway, Told that bitch "shut up," I don't care where you go. She a toxic ass demon, but she look like a saint, Huffing down gas till a motherfucker faint. Got the switch on the block and the ice on my neck, Bitches want fame but I only want the check. She throwin' up plates, I'm throwin' up bands, Drownin' my liver, can't stand on my mans. Finna go ghost, yeah, I'm dodgin' the hex, Fuckin' my sanity, lovin' the sex. [Pre-Chorus] [Beat cuts to just guitar plucks and sub-bass] [Vocal strains with heavy auto-tune reverb] She hate me, she love me, she want me to die... Look in the mirror, there's mud in my eye... (Yeah, let's get it!) [Chorus] [Full explosive beat drop] I have a bad bitch on my arm! Spent ten K just to keep her calm! Chrome Hearts on her, shinin' bright, But we scream at each other all damn night! I have a bad bitch on my arm, (Yeah, on my fuckin' arm!) I HAVE A BAD BITCH ON MY ARM! (And she's my motherfuckin' storm!) [Verse 2] [Melodic sing-rap flow, emotional delivery] Opp block bleedin' but my heart bleedin' more, Spilled codeine all over the designer floor. She said I'm a psycho, I told her she right, Pass me the script, let me fade out the light. From Putnam to Clay, they know how I bleed, Pills in my pocket, she all that I need. A beautiful nightmare, a high-fashion curse, Bitch, if you leave me, I'm leavin' in a hearse. [Bridge] [Stripped back beat, heavy hall reverb] [Melancholic harmonies] Why the fuck we do this every single time? (Every time, yeah) You ain't even mine, you just love the crime. (You love the pain, bitch) [Chorus] [Maximum energy, double-tracked vocals] I have a bad bitch on my arm! Spent ten K just to keep her calm! Chrome Hearts on her, shinin' bright, But we scream at each other all damn night! I have a bad bitch on my arm, (Yeah, on my fuckin' arm!) I HAVE A BAD BITCH ON MY ARM! (And she's my motherfuckin' storm!) [Outro] [Beat fades out slowly] [Guitar arpeggio echoes] Yeah... Just a storm on my arm. (Fuck it, let it rain...) [Distorted 808 bass heartbeat fades] [End]
