letra de tell me - yurmsauce
new rolly on me wrist
it’s got me ambidextrous
smoking on that cookie
it take away my anxious
you smell like some doo doo
dirty give you boo boo
yeah my b-tch is sugar
but she don’t give me no glucose
window shopping everyday you know i really want those
she don’t wanna f-ck with you because you is a bozo
i get it for the low-low
i speed right in my two-door
skatepark where i loiter
pull up to the corner
i don’t gotta trap no more so i don’t keep a burner
riding with my baby, i’ll guarantee she’ll top me
i’ll guarantee she’ll top me, i’m riding with my baby
yeah, tell me how you really feel
are you alright, yeah
i want that new [?]
that’s on my right
i can’t hold on to the steering wheel, so f-ck my life
tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah
tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah
i want that new [?]
that’s on my right
i can’t hold on to the steering wheel, so f-ck my life
tell me how you really feel
are you alright?
tell me how you feel, how you feel
tell me how you feel, how you feel
how you feel
tell me how you feel, how you feel
tell me how you feeling now
tell me are you real now
i don’t want to feel now
baby how you feel now
tell me would you ride for me?
would you die today
i won’t go outside today
yeah that’s fine today
she like, what them diamonds like?
dirty my [?] they be shining bright
[?] die tonight
tell me if you feel alright
tell me if you feel alright
tell me if you feel alright
tell me if you feel alright
tell me if you feel alright
tell me if you feel alright
yeah, tell me how you really feel
are you alright, yeah
i want that new [?]
that’s on my right
i can’t hold on to the steering wheel, so f-ck my life, yeah
tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah
tell me how you really feel, are you alright, yeah
i want that new [?]
that’s on my right
i can’t hold on to the steering wheel, so f-ck my life
tell me how you really feel
are you alright?
new rolly on me wrist
it’s got me ambidextrous
smoking on that cookie
it take away my anxious
you smell like some doo doo
dirty give you boo boo
yeah my b-tch is sugar
but she don’t give me no glucose
window shopping everyday you know i really want those
she don’t wanna f-ck with you because you is a bozo
i get it for the low-low
i speed right in my two-door
skatepark where i loiter
pull up to the corner
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