Picking in my nosebleed
I sucked on a roach
Marching to a new beat
Bumping like coach
You were on the rebound
I was on the road
Riding in a grover
would you like a taupe
Walking in my blue jeans
Walking every dest.
Running like a fool chain
Smoke them by the fires
Song looks like a dope theme
I would come to pairs
She was very guilty
And we had a blast
When daddy was happy
I was on the floor
Oh my oh my god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spinning like a hawk
sitting on my butt
When daddy was happy
I was on the floor
Oh my oh my god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spinning like a hawk
Sitting on my butt
Sell me crash from the star
When daddy was happy
I was on the floor
Oh my oh my god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spinning like a hawk
sitting on my butt
When daddy was happy
I was on the floor
Oh my oh my god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spinning like a hawk
sitting on my butt
Sell me crash from the star
Sell me crash from the star
Tempting on the higher