ParolesDevialet Phantom RC 600

The Convo

Dernière mise à jour le: 25 janvier 2023

Skomp the bass on the phantom in Drop the holy waters on your skin Spirit sex yang to my yin

Raw raw every time I′m in (this booth) To start with I'm heartless that′s a gnarly shade of me I'm an art reaper stone dealer whatever the fuck life makes of me Mood flipper wine sipper Only fucking chase peace Spit glitter add jitter Over these incredible beats My girl's an artsy Bitch She picks a canvas rips the piece Paint look like fabric stitched That′s how you know it′s a masterpiece Honestly I'm like a venereal disease Ride out then I cease Come and leave as I please I didn′t come here for the prophets I just came here for the profits Minimise On my deposits Maximise On my closet To clean your lying ass you might need a fucking faucet Can't get all of these waters so we smoke till we go bonkers Your mother knows how to find it While we try to hide it Can′t capture this shit flying with the third eye shining I wish you both infinite life my summer When I'm with you I forget to timeline my cover Skomp the bass on the phantom in Drop the holy waters on your skin Spirit sex yang to my yin Raw raw every time I′m in (this booth) x 2

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