Dylan Ross - Canopy Bed | Текст песни

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Yeah
You know
You wrote cathedrally
Rah Rah [x4]

I split the blunt then I rip the reefer
I’m zagging Out like the cryptkeeper
Gotta slip the beeper up on my hip
And if a bitch trip I get a bitch to beat her
Straight pimping no misdemeanor
Bow down to the ring bitch kiss the finger
Riding Benz or I’m whipping Beamer
Gotta black nine if I wanna grip and squeeze her
Rest in Peace to all the disbelievers
I hit the booth then I hit the cheebah
I speak the truth an when it hit the speaker
I’m in your mind and I’m getting deeper
Say what you wanna hear just to please her
Til’ I get what I want then I dip and leaver
I’m getting meaner
The great deceiver
Do it all on my own, I don’t pay the feature
No Coast2Coast mixtapes I got real investments to make like overseas shit
So dripped out homie: Its’s Dripped Out Jesus
Hits lights above and get me some pizzas
Exotic meats and various cheeses
Hell naw hail Satan bitch I’m vegan
Bitch I’m creepin up from the back
I’m bout to pull a jack roof cause tis the season
I’m in a Nissan with the windows tinted put the chrome toys inside shine and gleaming
No Rhyme No Reason
Kick mad ghetto postage out the notebook that I’m keeping
Then I’m sleeping just like a king
In a four poster bed with a canopy eaten
Buzzin’ like a motherfucking breed for breathing
Let me hear Ya scream it, The Invalids The Team
I got 87 dollars for a clean strip of pie
Crystal rain
I’m getting paid off some high end lean shit
I never wanna be the hottest in the game
I’m tryin to dodge the game at all costs to
To avoid the red beams in it

[Hook]
Think I’ma just call this one hear
(rah rah)
Watch the Motherfucking vocals that are
(rah rah)
See the levels bouncing up and down like
(rah rah)
And they’re up now

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