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letra de lambo - jxckal

[verse 1]
i know it’s rude to talk about you when you’re not here
but it would be worse to sweep it away so insincere
my mind restless, so irrational in my ear
shaking the gl-ss till the wine spill, oh my dear (yeah)
maybe the clock fast, maybe it’s not too late
maybe i misspoke, maybe it’s my mistake
hard to be sure, not like i’m one to keep score
the boys in the closest lonely i guess i need more
company on my side
dare i admit i used to pray when i could find time
nothing important but the silence eased my mind
text saying you need time to think, guess i understand i

[chorus]
hope the gas full
and the brakes ready
and we can make a detour to the backseat to get hot and heavy
parked up, burnt out but not enough to let go

need the tank full
but the brakes ready
and even when he rides shotgun please don’t forget me
wanna be parked up, roof down like the lambo

[verse 2]
it all seems so easy to talk about now, i know
(i know, i know, i know, i know)
we both got numbers in our phone, we don’t really want show
(want show, want show, want show, want show)
lately i been feeling like i should call ya
so i pick up the samsung, but n-body answer
i’m watching you go against everything that i taught ya
you saying that none of it matter? i just don’t understand it
i know what you did last summer
i i i know what you did last summer
driving till the tires blown out
saw the warning signs but i never slow down
you subtle, telling me it f-cks with your hair when i roll the windows down
guess the whole time i was hunting for rarri in a ghost town
see i see you now, no malice on my mind
i just remember getting that text saying that you needed time to think i

[chorus]
hope the gas full
and the brakes ready
and we can make a detour to the backseat to get hot and heavy
parked up, burnt out but not enough to let go

need the tank full
but the brakes ready
and even when he rides shotgun please don’t forget me
wanna be parked up, roof down like the lambo

[bridge]
call me if you…
call me if you…

[chorus]
hope the gas full
and the brakes ready
and we can make a detour to the backseat to get hot and heavy
parked up, burnt out but not enough to let go

need the tank full
but the brakes ready
and even when he rides shotgun please don’t forget me
wanna be parked up, roof down like the lambo

- jxckal

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