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Drinking Problem
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Skladba Drinking Problem vyšla 31. května 2024 3721814 Records DK na albu Drinking Problem - Single
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Datum vydání31. května 2024
Štítek3721814 Records DK
JazykEnglish
Melodičnost
Akustičnost
Valence
Tanečnost
Energie
BPM93

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stevyn
Stevyn
Songwriter

Texty

I'ma get a six, yeah
I shoot 'em wit' my tomb, die
In my loom lights, and it kills me
I capture your eyes in the moonlight
I'm waiting for times when mood right
Drinkin' problem, bitch I got a problem wit' me
Wake up, but don't care
Gonna repeat
Kick back and relax, I'm taking a seat
Light the—light the front row with me
I wanna tell you, I'm trying
Pulling the shots, right under the cover
Take two real quick, interrogating my lover
Let me press rewind to get me out the gutter
And it's my time you hit me
Burnin' some rubber
(Fuck)
Why you lookin' starstruck, baby did I stutter?
I don't wanna talk 'bout your money or your mother
I just wanna travel the seas, fuck in the Summer
I don't wanna bring it up, I don't wan' be a bummer
I just wanna love you all the time
I guess I lucked up
I just wanna live
It's all fucked up
Tell me I ain't shit
I keep my bucks up
I really loved us—rea-really loved us
Fuck around, all the shots that I take
Make me feel now
I'm a disgrace to this place
Let me rebound
I'm on my knees now
I wanna be on the list
I won't bleed out (Bleed out)
Talk 'bout my issues but you don't care
Problems, I solve 'em
But it's unfair
One man or me when you play with my hair?
I'm hiding the bottle when you're upstairs
Drinkin' problem, bitch I got a problem wit' me
Wake up, but don't care
I'm gonna repeat
Kick back and relax, I'm taking a seat
Light the—light the front row with me
I wanna tell you, I'm trying
Pulling the shots, right under the cover
Take two real quick, interrogating my lover
Let me press rewind to get me out the gutter
And it's my time you hit me
Burnin' some rubber
(Fuck)
Why you lookin' starstruck, baby did I stutter?
I don't wanna talk 'bout your money or your mother
I just wanna travel the seas, fuck in the Summer
I don't wanna bring it up, I don't wan' be a bummer
I just wanna love you all the time
It's all fucked up
I just wanna live
It's all fucked up
Written by: Stevan j Correa
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