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SPAUTLA (feat. Kevlar Jenner)

by Better mor

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Stained green from my moms past, same me but my minds past Birds chirp as we pass through Never thought I could have you, and it's, no new, I can't pass you Yeah, same news like a cashew Fresh ink, can I cash you No dope, can I pass you Yeah, cool thrills after Coachella, never been Take a trip, we can tell a nice story Big glory, no glory Can we cook in the kitchen next time I been sleeping late, got you caught up in my brain It's scary, too scary, baby, you the one to blame Face card decline, it's fine, move over Need closure, baby, you don't wanna fame 105, get in line, get the time, be patient We waitin', baby, this a endless pain Baby, this a endless pain Stained green from my moms past, same me but my minds past Birds chirp as we pass through Never thought I could have you, and it's, no new, I can't pass you Yeah, same news like a cashew Fresh ink, can I cash you No dope, can I pass you Yeah, cool thrills after Coachella, never been Take a trip, we can tell a nice story Big glory, no glory Can we cook in the kitchen next time Can we cook in the kitchen next time Go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink (she wanna), go stink She wanna work like an alien Baby girl, what's your name, what's your alias Fuck with me once, I'm not feeling it Fuck with me once, I'm impaling it Bust that shit down so she think that I'm trippy Took her to town, now I'm leaving it drippy She hit the DM, "I just hit the city" She said, I, I, like she's spelling Mississippi Crooked letter, crooked letter, crooked letter That's your main nigga, but I'm looking better Calling bitch, Rosa Parks way she back it up Now we finna get to cooking like a spatula Finna get to cooking, no parsley Shawty disarm me, give her the meat like I'm Arby's We took it straight to the car seat Shawty alarmed me, got lucky cause I'm so charming Stained green from my moms past, same me but my minds past Birds chirp as we pass through Never thought I could have you, and it's, no new, I can't pass you Yeah, same news like a cashew Fresh ink, can I cash you No dope, can I pass you Yeah, cool thrills after Coachella, never been Take a trip, we can tell a nice story Big glory, no glory Can we cook in the kitchen next time Niggas want real nice shit Put it on the baseline it's It's time for the limelight And, baby, just stay mine You wanna just play minds But, Shawty don't play mines Cause, I'm on the same time, yes I'm on the same time, yeah I'm on the same time, yes It's time for the limelight And put it on the baseline I don't understand what's happening I'm not gonna pretend to I just listen to stuff And decide whether I like it or not, you know

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