Lyrics:
Эта bebe пишет мне
И я снова забил на тебя, sorry (yeah)
Mihara Yasuhiro на тебе
Помню как я взял твой номер (номер)
Но ей не нужен stoner
Делает
had to run up Celine
Talkin' bout Rick Owens
No, Maison Mihara Yasuhiro on my feet
Had to run it up
Thought I'm gone do the peel
Thought I'm gone do
never thought that you would lie to my face
Mihara Yasuhiro, my shoes got like 5 zeros
No girl I'm not your hero I have to tell myself
I got to tell my
As long as you say, as long as you say
Just say that you want me too
I'll do whatever you want me to
Money, the Benjamin Franklin is blue
Put Mihara
She said that I'm way too vibey, shorty, that was only zen
One, zero
I am not a hero
These ain't Vans, these shits Maison Mihara Yasuhiro
Pull up
I just bricked my Wii like I was moving bricks
Yeah, talking all that shit, boy, you get hit
Yeah, Mihara Yasuhiro, bitch, these ain’t no Ricks
You
They like how da fuck dat lil boy push up Bentley wit da windows tinted
Ok deez brand new Mihara Yasuhiro got me real spiffy
I think I need dat new
on my feet is (Maison Mihara Yasuhiro)
I put diamonds on my Jesus and Fishscale the bracelet
Now I'm at the top I was in my grandma basement
Now I'm way
dando certo
Sempre quero tudo
Porque eu nunca tive nada
Pulei no SRT
Com novo Amiri jeans
Todos esses designers em mim
Mihara Yasuhiro
Tenho alguns
day, in between the opposites
I was at the bottom for a minute, now I talk my shit
I been walkin' round, Mihara Yasuhiro on the kicks
Lets not dance
to euro
Rocking maison mihara yasuhiro
That nigga wannabe a hero
Yeah all of my niggas suburban
But i'm in the hood
And I'm serving
Hop in that beamer I'm
la oscurida
Bolsas de diseño y que fumemo hierba de calida
Shorty no me llame ya perdiste tú oportunidad
Maison Mihara Yasuhiro no es
Я так хочу прыгнуть в твое тело, сука, отдай
Дай свою голову
Все мои деньги взрывают себя, факт
Дай свою голову
Masion Mihara Yasuhiro и Alyx пиджак
накиданные нейросетью нарративы
Внутри — нейролептик и норматимик
Американо стынет, Евангелие, Mihara Yasuhiro, голубая пачка American Spirit
Иисус и Бог —
Mihara Yasuhiro
Ich rocke Swag den du nicht kennst
Ja ich bin Ihr Hero Foreign Bands lasse ein Licht brennen
Ja die City ist so dead deshalb gehe Ich
нейролептик и нормотимик
Американо стынет, Евангелие
Mihara Yasuhiro, голубая пачка American Spirit
Иисус и Бог — это good cop и bad cop
Февраль, достать чернил
manko
Robím, aby žila sladko
Working hard, no ide to ľahko
Točím litre, a to ešte bývam s mamkou
Mihara Yasuhiro shoes a červený rubín
Nech je to aspoň
(do-do-do-do-zoba, ej)
O, do zobaczenia, do później (pow, pow, pow)
Maison Mihara Yasuhiro
Ona ma pojebane stilo
Czarnobiałe jak domino
Gramy na klawiszach
Pół tonu
said that, she love me
I don't think I can love
She make me feel crazy (Yeah, I down another bottle)
Rockin' Maison Mihara
Number Nine with the Maison
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