Lyrics

Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up, boy There's no magic anymore It's reality Part of checklist, that's for sure My own gravity Once I hopped on a train And I'll never leave it again Yeah I can get creative I can control my time I behave like an adult Making up my mind And I don't give a fuck I'm a firing up a bud Поджигаю этот блант Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up Light it up, boy Yeah I'm firing up a bud Being lost and being sad It's a chronic habitat Any price and any time I will find it, it'll be mine Light it up, boy Light it up, boy I ride highs with the handhold sewn to the grams rolled Coast lows with the bandfold thrown into glam mode Yeah, that mean I'm spending when I'm in it Got a fixing for them independent women in my linens I roll, though, with the clan slow through the home of the damn snow On a mission for fans, dro, and some damn dough Yeah, that mean I'm wyling, hit the sirens It's a riot of the highest, one time for my suppliers Ugh, this is that mad shit, utterly blasted, covered in swagness, some call it magic Hunting for come ups and buckets of dat piff None for the suckers who suckle for cash quick I feel like punching you fuckers, you uppity Muppets who puppets to masters I run in your club and then trash shit, I ain't nothing if jumping to ass kiss I am so faded, this indica fragrant, I'm feeling amazing, forgetting I'm jaded While scribbling phrases that menace old ladies Potentially dangerous and generally heinous Call Interpol, name em this criminal, let em know MADic is high as a attic And If he is nabbed while he blasting to Gattaca He might just snap and bring back a new Attaca Yeah I'm firing up a bud Being lost and being sad It's a chronic habitat Any price and any time I will find it, it'll be mine Light it up, boy Light it up, boy Any price and any time I will find it, it'll be mine Any price and any time I will find it, it'll be mine Light it up, boy Light it up, boy Yeah, that mean I'm spending when I'm in it Got a fixing for them independent women in my linens Yeah, that mean I'm spending when I'm in it Got a fixing for them independent women in my linens
Writer(s): Darina Kaytukova Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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