Letra

(skee!) Yea! Lock my heart, yea I can't describe (skee!) Ugh Lock my heart, yea I can't describe (skee!) Yuh, yuh, ugh, yea! (skee!) Ugh Lock my heart, yea I can't describe Lock my, lock my, yea She locked my heart, bro I can't describe Need me a girl, who can hold my vibe Like long shit, for the ride or die And she move so wild, like its ride or die One more go, baby I got time Movin' in silence, black and white Talk my shit, let it bang my speaker Shoutout my brothers, yea, the 619 Like uh, like, like uh Why did you pick up a mf tie? Ozzy is not like no regular guy She like her stomach, but I like the side Walk with a limp, Imma give her some ice (shake that, shake that) Shake it like rolling a dice, yea Lost in the way that I like it You thought It'd never notice (the way that you creeping!) You thought It'd never notice (yea, all of your secrets) (Yuh, uh) Money keep everyone feeding, yea (Uh huh) But never can keep them from feening, yea (Uh huh) Fuckin with no more intention, yea (Uh huh) I think I'm better off leaving it (Uh huh) Tryna be a man, with a soul so hollow Drink away your pain, but you done ran the whole bottle Life get so insane, keep it gunning full throttle Could really use some water cause this pill is hard to swallow Keeping it moving, in style of comet Cause money don't matter when everything solid Gassing us up in to promoting a product No affect on me, Ozzy too cold hearted Yea, your love is faded Like on gram, make a love one hated Got a gun shot wound for somebody that's waiting And fuck old news, when did yall start dating Ooh, flip my table, yea, fuck the waiter Caught red handed, bruh, I'm just a painter Your slate was good, can you make that faker And rage all night, in the day get paper Yea, hit that shit, make it sound like (skee!) Yea, my shit make hits, I'm still like (skee!) Can't process none of this like (Uh huh) Butter her face in the snow like (ski!) You thought It'd never notice (the way that you creeping!) You thought It'd never notice (yea, all of your secrets) (Yuh, uh) Money keep everyone feeding, yea (Uh huh) But never can keep them from feening, yea (Uh huh) Fuckin with no more intention, yea (Uh huh) I think I'm better off leaving it (Uh huh) Tryna be a man, with a soul so hollow Drink away your pain, but you done ran the whole bottle Life get so insane, keep it gunning full throttle Could really use some water cause this pill is hard to swallow (Where does ya creep at?) (What is your secrets) (Yea)
Writer(s): Jasper Levering, Austin Oesterling Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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