Lyrics:
Мы все собираемся на лето torchy
No more???????? в течение недели или двух
Женатые сигареты и острые сигареты в нашем летнем торчи
No more married
represent
Reminisce bout torchy's and Kirbylane
Pray the city gone stay the same
Zaragoza & MLK
Tale of too many cities not stoppin' til everybody know my
up
You see the shine
And any negativity is redefined
Finding balance through it all that be sublime
Like Torchy’s tacos with a squeeze of lime
Cuando como
On the front porch I
Can't see what you see
It's not unfortunate
The way you look at me
You don't mind Torchy now
Breathe what you can
she got cheeks
Pretty face & she got cheeks
Yea he cool but keep the
Torchy torchy give everything in the clip
Give her this glock then switch
Home run
dirt?
Well, bub, welcome, welcome, welcome to the club
Now you know the feeling when you're stung
Now you know why Torchy songs are sung
So you
dirt?
Well, bub, welcome, welcome, welcome to the club
Now you know the feeling when you're stung
Now you know why Torchy songs are sung
So you
thattt
(Turn around and)
Hit that
Hit that
Hit that
Hit thattt
(Turn around and)
(Yoom)
(Aye)
You know what I'm saying we smokin' on torchy
Bad bitch wit
Well, bub, welcome, welcome, welcome to the club
Now you know the feeling when you're stung
Now you know why Torchy songs are sung
So you stumbled down
up in the air and I say oh well
Torchy kinda hot up in the seat im screaming oh hell
Devil want me bad but we gon see if he gon go there
No not all
He
I'm back had to escape
Thanking the Father for food on my plate
Reading HIS scriptures got torchy up late
praying & hoping I get in them gates
Clearing
for me
Light the club up torchy (torch)
Yeah we always ridin' four deep
Will you buss it right down for me (woah)
Yeah we see the blinding lights
So we
no foreplay
I'm cold just call me sorbet
But hot don't need no torchy
Y'all G's be soft like George
Y'all say y'all really wanna hit that track but
And light up the scene nigga we the real torches
This Glock in my pants heating shit up its scorching
I'm chopping up guap like it's lettuce at torchys
Say
afford it (what)
So I sold it (Um)
Now I'm sorted (Um)
Organize my words
Feelin Sorty
Need me a torchy
And a forty
Need me a shorty
To keep it corny
Need
like a torchy man or Scorpion
Flow jazzy like dorian modes im warping in
Might get studied by historians like the Victorian era
I'm not from this time
that's that big torchy
Fuckin niggas bitches cause I'm different and he big corny
Really been that nigga, try to step and Ima end stories
I'm slidin
Gang
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