(Yeah, yeah—Aeliok!)
Ayo, that bitch in all black just walked in
You already know she trouble
With the fishnets?
Yeah, and them big-ass boots
I swear, she lookin' like a curse I wanna catch
You gon’ survive that?
Hell nah—I'm tryna die tonight

Goth bitch in my ride, she got spikes on her heels
Neck choked up, tatted thighs, and she killin’ with appeal
She don’t even gotta smile, that lil’ glare give me chills
And she suckin’ like a demon, like she tryna break a seal
She got black lace on, chains hang from her waist
Sippin’ Henny out the bottle, lipstick smeared on her face
And I love it when she cuss, call me names while we fuck
Yeah, she ride it like a curse—said I’ll never have enough

Like, black dress, rip it off
Drop it low, make it swing like a witchcraft cross, ayy
Red eyes, pentagram gloss
Work it like she summonin’ a demon boss, ayy
Black dress, black dress, black dress, black dress
Like, black dress, black dress, black dress, black dress


She a goth bitch, bad witch, leather gloves, tight grip
Whispers in my ear, said she like that toxic shit
Fangs out when she bite, nails long like a spell
Got that Ouija in her purse, said she straight outta hell
Yeah, she post up on the ‘Gram with a bottle of absinthe
In the rave lookin’ cursed, like her soul ain’t intact
Got the septum, got the boots, she don't play by no rules
She don't want love, she just want a tool she can use
I said, “Bitch, you dangerous,” she said, “That’s the point”
Told her, “Kill me with that pussy,” now I'm ghosted in her joint
Yeah, she dance like the floor 'bout to crack beneath her
I ain’t scared of the dark, I just follow her deeper


Goth bitch in my ride, she got spikes on her heels
Neck choked up, tatted thighs, and she killin’ with appeal
She don’t even gotta smile, that lil’ glare give me chills
And she suckin’ like a demon, like she tryna break a seal
She got black lace on, chains hang from her waist
Sippin’ Henny out the bottle, lipstick smeared on her face
And I love it when she cuss, call me names while we fuck
Yeah, she ride it like a curse—said I’ll never have enough

Like, black dress, rip it off
Drop it low, make it swing like a witchcraft cross, ayy
Red eyes, pentagram gloss
Work it like she summonin’ a demon boss, ayy
Black dress, black dress, black dress, black dress
Like, black dress, black dress, black dress, black dress

Black Dress

Aeliok