ƒour ƒing - omenxiii & four fing - waffles & smoothies | Текст песни

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omen's lyrics since he thinks people dont understand him

Sunrays break through the back ground.
The light pulls through and then it comes down->
Come around to my side of town,
High life's tippin, rossi sippin,
Vodka drippin off ice cubes.
Honda civic with the windows tinted
Whip it, swervin when I'm with my crew.
I'd hate to serve ya, but it's nothing new.

Watch my wrists, no wristwatch. Nike's on, no flip flops.
Black tees no designer shit,
Green tea with them boba bits.
Rollin, rockin, with a Rollin rock
This that drop top with that candy gloss.
That '66 with them 20 spinners.
40 shots and I keep spinning
30 clip but you keep missin
Flip a blade then I disappear.
Reappear then you disappate.
Precipitation starts Fallin now,
I feel the rain as it hits my face.
All light gone from the background.
The skies turned to a grey canvas
Right and wrong don't even matter.
Unless your wrong then I guess does.
Keep filling up my solo cup.
Kicking back and I'm feeling buzzed.
Feeling buzzed but I'm really drunk.
Really drunk but I ain't blackin out.

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