BLADEE - JEWELRY (prod. Lil Sad & Yung Sherman) | Текст песни

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• BLADEE
• JEWELRY (prod. Lil Sad & Yung Sherman)

Send them back to hell
Polo golf shirt, 2XL
On my Dell, check my email, it’s a wishing well
Plasma shell
Platinum prada shades wrapped around my head
Still in bed, I can't stand up, it's like evil dead
Cut her wrist, razor blade gloves, i got iron fists
In the mist, with a stealth fit like i don't exist
Getting rich, everyone i know is trying to get rich
I got 6 iphone 5:s worth of cannabis

Still on chemicals, my girl is like a skeleton
I'm working with my seventh sense, they like me cause i'm different
I try to save the innocent
I'm working on my vigilance
I know i used to love her now i don't know where my feelings went
(x3)

All this jewelry on me, i don't know why
I got holy stones in my necklace that don't even shine
I wear jewelry inside cause i'm shy
When i saw you in the mall i knew you had to be mine

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