音乐视频

制作

出演艺人
Rawska
Rawska
表演者
Cold Hart
Cold Hart
表演者
作曲和作词
Rawska
Rawska
词曲作者
Cold Hart
Cold Hart
词曲作者

歌词

Give my all for you, all for you Give my all for you I be making bread, tryna ball for you Talk to you, you be so shy I can't talk to you Walk with you I would run a mile just to walk with you All for you I'mma make a mil, stack it tall yeah I do it now, shout out bb sun yea I move around Hold it down, will you leave me alone? Will you hold me down? Outta town I be fucking hoes they from outta town Lonely now, I be on my own see I'm lonely now I slept all day, wake all night I don't give a fuck if I missed my flight Violet hair, cold blue eyes I wanna stay but I can't decide Now I'm on a flight, ten drinks stay all night Got me right all night, I'm awake I took a bottle of cider rigth to the face I took a model bitch back to my place I took a pill cause it's all that I know I be alone, I got nowhere to go I be alone, nowhere to go Yeah nowhere to go Now I'm on a flight overseas Trying not to bleed I'mma let the drink drown me, I don't wanna breathe Holding my breath Don't wanna breathe I don't regret, anything Give my all for you Give my all for you I be making bread, tryna ball for you Talk to you, you be so shy I can't talk to you Walk with you I would run a mile just to walk with you All for you I'mma make a mil, stack it tall yeah I do it now, shout out bb sun yea I move around Hold it down, will you leave me alone? Will you hold me down? Outta town I be fucking hoes they from outta town Lonely now, I be on my own see I'm lonely now I'm bout to go to Russia, bitch privet Used to ride Spirit But now I need my own jet Blue strips, red hoodie like I'm shy guy Ain't no wings upon my jeans I'm still a fly guy All my jewels they bust on your juuls they be charging Welcome to the camp fire butch we sparking And off the drugs we be so reckless Like a man who don't get head we'll leave you neckless So baby here you take my necklace My diamonds still come out the lake like I was fishing Trynna give my all to you, to talk to you and all of that But I don't think she gon call me back, fuck it
Writer(s): Brennan Edward Savage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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