Video Facedown de Acidsofia 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Acidsofia - Facedown Lyrics

Facedown I’m hurting
Heatstroke burn up like a furnace
I’m in the back and we swerving
Checker flag for the gold yeah I earned it
“Who’s that on the speakers?”
Me, bitch, know the fuck that you heard it
Biting on me ain’t even a remix
All of my homies are demons creeping

All in your room
Point and shoot but we playing no doom
Sega Genesis all in my room
Plug meeting like 11:00 or noon
Day dreaming I'ma shoot for the moon
In my bag I been counting up bread
Yeah I don't really give a fuck what they said
Run up on you ima take your doubloons

I know you mad (wait hold up)
All of my bitches is bad
All of my homies wе stepping in Raf
All of my pockets is flowing with cash
Yeah I been drowning I don’t need a raft
All of my garmеnts I been counting the tags
Might get you clipped I might get you tagged
You wanted a picture post on the Gram
I just been busy been stacking my bands
I’m with you girl and she making some plans
We at the club and she holding my hand
Talking bout you how you making her sad
Puffing on gas I’m smoking that pack
Opps coming yeah we bouta attack
Out the window and we aiming the gats
Need a jacket cuz I’m taking this flak

Like Sparrow
Hop out the box like Jack
Dolce Gabbana the pants
I got Louis Vuitton on the bag
And I’m making more room
For the clothes in the back
Red dot on the stendo Mac
Shooting through the walls I ain’t talking no hack
Trust me when I say I ain’t mad
I promise that you’ll fuckin know when I’m mad