Lyrics:
Shirk
Boom plop
Neptune now his arms extends
while one millions of souls
sit lit in caves of darkness
What ols bark? The dog
mountain? Down by the Sea
to spend this day
The webs we weave are so damn tangled
I guess my baby didn't really like my angle
I lie in a puddle of blood neck mangled
end my life by
We woke her up and she went
'Round to the pick up window
Like she knew exactly where she was.
Then I wept
With my face in your night shirt,
Trying
Ayo
You know, it's always been
Just like, a little different for me
But I'm still team vagina
Yeah- and, no
I don't mean that in a sexual way
I
long hair, Lana, that's my bitch
Uh, You can tell by the swagger and the lips, uh
Uh, uh, catch me ridin' like a bitch
Got the six forty-five, catch me
the letters
So what if you don't believe me leave me
Me and his girl we kick it like Hekker
DeLorean when I pull up on that bitch
Needless to say that her pussy
do the job for me
So I don't treat her like a dime in a dollar twenty
Together or not, we still honest
I'll be careful with your heart, it's still
one by one pluck every hair from my head,
I would drink human blood from your favorite mug, I would kill anyone, I could kill everyone.)
I woke up in
curtains
Full of sunray when I wake up, I don't need to be searching
For love or waiting for it like I'm Avicii, I got it
I wanted to be a surfer but now I
it's not?
Sweet like honey, karma is a cat
Purring in my lap 'cause it loves me
Flexing like a goddamn acrobat
Me and karma vibe like that
Spider
her (alright)
But the best always hurt, so expect to lay dead on the bed
No selling dope to make bread, in the scope so I fled, feel like I'm interscope
She was there diamonds in her hair
Singing out a dead man's song
Here am I with the mighty and the high
Feeling like I don't belong
There's you
days
Bare feet in wet grass
Sunburned cheeks and tangled hair
The smell of chlorine
When did we stop drinking chocolate milk?
Anyway...
Thank you for not
expectations, no (hey)
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am the soul that lives within
Who cares if you don't like that?
With nothin' to lose, postin'
expectations, no (hey)
I am not my hair
I am not this skin
I am the soul that lives within
Who cares if you don't like that?
With nothin' to lose, postin'
spider with a riddle in his yarn
That's clingin' to the furrow of a blind man's brow
And I'll start talkin' from the brim of a thimble full of whiskey
don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Mm, she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel (walk on by)
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take
day is burning
I'm tangled up in sheets and my hair is burnt
The heat is hurting
As soon as I'm awake I'm aware
My body is in protest
My arms can't
Screaming in pain like Joseph (Oh my God)
I don't want a gold star, make it platinum
My fist cracking on your face like a magnum
Now you gotta walk around
She was there diamonds in her hair
Singing out a dead man's song
Here am I with the mighty and the high
Feeling like I don't belong
There's you
your way (yeah, go way)
I know y'all look at me like I don't go through things, but I'm human (human)
I know it's hard sometimes, but try to keep in
(Fony Wallace biotch) nygah
(KAAN3X) yehh, yehh, yehh, yehh, yehh, yehh
Walkin' like I'm ten foot tall
Timb's on my feet
Saw a spider in the street
the pot, almost caught a domestic
Might buy the block, build it up like it's Tetris
Too many foreign vibes all in my session
Too many foreign vibes all in
on her hair
Like we getting in a fight
Yeah I know it's kinda tight
But it'll suit 'er just right
So if yo girl sexy
And she test me
Don't be upset g
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