Lyrics

Marcelo Ghostrage Workin' like a charm (workin' like a charm, yeah) Got your bitch on molly, she can't feel her arms Weigh it by the pound (weigh it by the pound) Nose down, glass up, who's in countin' rounds (countin' rounds) Runnin' for a week (runnin' for a week) 30 minutes in, I can feel the peak, yeah Say it through my sound (say it through my sound) Grab 'em with the beams, he don't play around Love me, now hate me when I'm gone Call my name when you turn it on (skrrt, skrrt) Oh my, just look how far we've come (yeah) Can't catch me, I'm on the run (I'm on the run) B.B. Simon, walkin' in silence She do everything that I say, but my name ain't Simon (yeah) Saw your last song, I can see that you're declinin' (yeah) Tweet after tweet, I can see that you're whinin' (yeah, yeah) Bitch, I'm hard as shit, obsidian (yeah) Shawty fuckin' with me, yeah, she wanna let me hit again (skrrt, skrrt) No, I don't wanna fall in love with you again No, I don't wanna fall in love again (yeah) I'm gettin' guap, gettin' money bands (yeah) Gettin' guap, gettin' top, gettin' money bands (money bands, yeah) Fuckin' with the team, fuckin' with the gang (with the team, yeah) I popped a perky, I be rollin', I don't give a damn (yeah) I got the .30, keep it on me when I gotta bang (yeah) No, she don't wanna love me, maybe I can be her man (woah-aah) I popped a Perky, I be rollin', I don't give a damn (skrrt) I love this bitch too much, I wish I never gave a damn Workin' like a charm (workin' like a charm, yeah) Got your bitch on molly, she can't feel her arms (woah, woah) Weigh it by the pound (weigh it by the pound) Nose down, glass up, who's in countin' rounds (countin' rounds) Runnin' for a week (runnin' for a week) 30 minutes in, I can feel the peak, yeah Say it through my sound (say it through my sound) Grab 'em with the beams, he don't play around Don't know if I can trust you (trust you) So put your trust in me (like a charm) Can't guarantee you for shit Yeah, that's just how it be (yeah) Runnin' up my guap, ain't no way I'll stop Sac' town on my back, take 'em to the top (top) Gotta run the times that we used to have Steady thumbing through my pics Bleeding through my past After all this time, thought you were the one (the one, yeah) I just owe it to the girls, save her for the fun Put it in the vault, that's another one Droppin' out the spirit world, now we back to home (back to home) We have a 138 in progress Yeah Workin' like a charm (workin' like a charm, yeah) Got your bitch on molly, she can't feel her arms (woah, woah) Weigh it by the pound (weigh it by the pound) Nose down, glass up, who's in countin' rounds (countin' rounds) Runnin' for a week (runnin' for a week) 30 minutes in, I can feel the peak, yeah Say it through my sound (say it through my sound) Grab 'em with the beams, he don't play around
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Donald Ganim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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