bayley nightride şarkı sözleri

Riddle me this with a pencil I don't know what I'm meant to do I got all this shit on my mental Going round these corners yeah I bent a few Added all the Adderall speeding through the night Gathered all the garrisons I'm heading to the fight yeah Alright yeah I'm tight yeah I'm fitted up, you gon' give it up Ain't no foul play We go our way Free to style play Sitting in the corner, talking through the order Only L on the Uber X Never shoot a text Never boost a neck Craning to the left You know what's next Keep my spirits lifted so f*ck a heaven I been the shit since the age of eleven Fresh to the RIP shout-out the reverend I'm irreverent Make a king to a peasant Keep my jaw on crescent This that night vibe, this that night ride I know time flies gotta catch it when the time's right Gotta catch it when the time's right, yeah When the time's right yeah Gotta catch it when the time's right This that night vibe, yeah This that night vibe This that night ride Gotta catch it when the time's right Close the door opening my options Know the floor knowing my stocks in Glowing though clocks spin We say hello and I know we locked in Like business maneouvres Ice cold like soothers Finish the room off Snakes and cartoons of Everybody's everybody Gathering every body Social through every hobby Politicking every lobby Smooth in the section In every direction Everyone lurking tryna get their ascension Get their own mention Eyes fixed on me through the clamp of the hand Propped up in booth yet I'm destined to stand I'm destined to stand Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah This that night vibe, this that night ride I know time flies gotta catch it when the time's right Gotta catch it when the time's right, yeah, yeah When the time's right look When the time's right yeah Okay Cards dealt and I'm the king and the joker We see through your face this shit ain't poker This shit is designed but it's not on a poster Crisp with the trim like it came from your toaster I keep it sweet like a note to, self Given you the taste but ain't nothing else Quick little wriggle though nothing else Yeah nothing's felt Through the fabrics but nothing melts Built this no nothing's frail Keep on pushing like this ain't no grail Yeah cold touch but nothing's pale
Sanatçı: Bayley
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:49
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