letra de slashed tires - bby goyard
[intro]
slashed tires, key stains
exotic pockets, smoking bee sting
she rolling off that nightmare strain
we ain’t going to sleep
off three different things, i’m stuck in the in-between
if you don’t like it, you can leave
crashed out, laguna beach
i feel like the king of the sea
i know i shouldn’t right?
eat it up if it’s seasoned right
f.n firework, fourth of july
stop all that talkin’, i know what it is
walkin’ around in an mtv crib
deathface hit with a zombie tip
she shaking it baby don’t tell me to get a grip
[chorus]
slashed tires, key stains
exotic pockets, smoking bee sting
she rolling off that nightmare strain
we ain’t going to sleep
off three different things, i’m stuck in the in-between
if you don’t like it, you can lеave
crashed out, laguna beach
i feel likе the king of the sea
i know i shouldn’t right?
eat it up if it’s seasoned right
f.n firework, fourth of july
stop all that talkin’, i know what it is
walkin’ around in an mtv crib
deathface hit with a zombie tip
she shaking it baby don’t tell me to get a grip
don’t tell me to get a grip
[verse]
left on the first, came back on the fifth
[?], both of them fifth’s
pack-a-punched my life, that sh-t wasn’t hitting right
silver bullet, wait till’ midnight
i’m getting money till my next life
[?] all in the next life
it’s all so stale, look at the shelf-life
bunch of npc’s living behind the desk glass
my b-tch will do you like a [?]
bet it hit close to home
had to get my neck turn’t to a snow cone
[pre-chorus]
essential oils, with all the essentials
goyard bag, with several utensils
out of my body, i turn to a stencil
i know it feel crazy at first
i know it feel like the curse
thinking more makes it hurt
give a blink when it works
[chorus]
slashed tires, key stains
exotic pockets, smoking bee sting
she rolling off that nightmare strain
we ain’t going to sleep
off three different things, i’m stuck in the in-between
if you don’t like it, you can leave
crashed out, laguna beach
i feel like the king of the sea
i know i shouldn’t right?
eat it up if it’s seasoned right
f.n firework, fourth of july
stop all that talkin’, i know what it is
walkin’ around in an mtv crib
deathface hit with a zombie tip
she shaking it baby don’t tell me to get a grip
don’t tell me to get a grip
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