Picking in my nosebleed
I sucked on a roach
Marcing to a new beat
Bumbing like coach
You were on the rebound
I was on the road
Riding in a grover???? like a????
Walking in my blue jeans
Walking every dest.
Runing like a food 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 dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I'm. I'm. My god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I'm. I'm. My god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
Tell me crack from the star
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I'm. I'm. My god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
When dady was a hectic
I was on the floor
I'm. I'm. My god
We don't do that thing no more
Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk
Sensing on my butt
Tell me crack form the star
Tell me crack from the star
Tempting on the higher
Tempting on the higher???????????
Writer(s): Tomas Barfod, Tomas Hoeffding, Jeppe Kjellberg, Jacob Bellens
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