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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neska Rose
Neska Rose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neska Rose
Neska Rose
Producer
Tim Moore
Tim Moore
Engineer
Libi Rose
Libi Rose
Co-Producer

Testi

That crooked lower better withdraw by dawn
Trust me, I know the better, that's when you're gone
My vivacity expired
Do you reckon bout your means?
Gave no pretext to it all but
I'm drunk on that grain of why miss?
Field of what filled refrain so why?
You talk that guy over there, don't you talk to that guy over there
So
Bitch please
You don't me at all
Let me count the times I liked you when I was sober
(Zero) Zero gives
When controlling your void think your dripping coppers really an illusion
Then you came through
From all that grip you came to prove
How you ain't tired from fixing your damn body to move?
So bitch please
You don't know me at all
Master of nothing for real you are the queen (the queen) of vulgar
So when I saw you going
in that imaginary club
I envisioned doing mouthful of oaths but it won't-
A bad yabba dabba doo in a flash you look like my mirror too.. oops
I'm drunk on that grain of why miss?
Field made what filled refrain but why?
You talk that guy over there,don't you talk to that guy over there
So bitch please
You don't me at all
Let me count the times I liked you when I was sober
(Zero) Zero fear
When controlling your void think your dripping coppers really an illusion
Then you came thru
From all that grip you came to prove
How you ain't tired from fixing your damn body to move?
So bitch please
You don't know me at all
Master of nothing therefore the queen (the queen) of vulgar
I'm drunk on that question of why?
Field was grown into strain
So…
It's a matter of volume
So let's all erase
Let's all hit erase
I just know that you gave me
All the respect that I made
No no no
No no no
No no no
No no no
No no no
No no no
No no no
No no no
Written by: Neska Rose
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