Asian Doll – Back In Blood (remix) (Audio, Lyrics)

Asian Doll returns with the remix to “Back In Blood”. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the YC-produced song.

Asian Doll Back In Blood (remix)

Asian Doll has been mourning the loss of King Von over these last few months. In order to keep herself occupied, she has continued to work on new music, and recently, she decided to come through with a remix of “Back In Blood,” which has proven to be a fan-favorite from Pooh Shiesty and Lil Durk.

With this remix, Asian Doll decides to give us some hard-hitting bars that take aim at her biggest detractors. There is also a braggadocios flavor to the track which goes along with Asian Doll’s previous material. There are even some Lil Yachty bars in here, which makes the track that much more dramatic.

Asian Doll – Back In Blood (remix) (prod. YC)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Go
Ayy, ayy

[Verse]
I might post that nigga up, like, bitch, come get him back in blood (Ayy, thug)
Pretty bitch, one-hundred tats on me, he call me his lil’ thug (Thug)
Ayy, watch how that go, that ho up in this bitch, I’m finna bug (Ayy)
If that nigga never bought you shit, you know your place, you’re just a fuck (Dummy, fuck)
Ayy, bitch, I said just what it was (Let’s go)
I’m not going back and forth about these niggas, don’t give no fuck (Fuck)
Raw lil’ bitch, I got them racks on me, can’t trick me with that love (No)
See through niggas, ’cause they sus’ (Bitch)
Tell me now, is you gon’ bust? (What?)
Ain’t shit funny, bitches laughin’, she the joke, ain’t got no cabbage (Uh-huh)
Every week I’m at the bank, these bitches watchin’ me live lavish (Cash)
I ain’t gotta have no deal, I’m in the streets, this pussy platinum (Ayy, on gang)
I got in and out that shit, ran up a mil’, we call that fastin’ (Ha, call that fastin’)
Ayy, you gotta know, you hoes is lame (Ha)
Raisin pussy, dried up bitches, they gon’ say my name for fame
If it weren’t for Asian Doll, then none of you hoes won’t have no chains (Go)
Type of bitch can’t make it rain (Uh-huh)
How you poor? That shit a shame (Ha, shit a shame)
Ayy, and we can go for bar-for-bar (Bar)
Hoes watchin’ me like TV, wanna fight? Go scar-for-scar (Go)
Ain’t no pressure ’bout no ho, I took a trip, that shit was far
If I fuck that nigga now, I bet he be right here tomorrow (Bet, here tomorrow)
Yeah, bitch, come get him back in blood (Blood)
I’m the one and I’m the two, ain’t none of you hoes he never cuffed (Stupid)
Magic City on Monday, money floor look like a rug (Huh?)
Pop my shit ’bout drip, because
They made y’all everything I was (Thing I was, stupid)

[Outro]
Ayy, now tell me, do you want some smoke?
Not Lil Yachty like Aaliyah, hundred shots a’ rock ya boat (Brra)
Ayy, tell me, do you want some smoke?
Not Lil Yachty like Aaliyah, hundred shots a’ rock ya boat (Gang)