Joke me something awful just like kisses on the neck of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
Too clean ... I can feel the ... You can go ..f*cking on the third day but they ain't like your face in a way ...too hard I'm a ..bad boy...my whole team
It ain't no comparison and I'm not being arrogant my jewelry got them staring but your jewelry games embarrasing still got got that nasal flow I think
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of best friends We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just
Joke me something awful Just like kisses on the necks of best friends We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not just
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "just friends" We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
ترجمه: سقوط پسر از. من به کوچه تاریک و ایده بدی است که می گوید شما باید شما خفه.
ترجمه: یک درخت موسیقی متن هیل. سقوط پسر -- من به کوچه تاریک و فکر بد....
ترجمه: یک درخت موسیقی متن هیل. من به کوچه تاریک و فکر بد [سقوط پسر].
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"* We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits, not
: Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"* We're the kids who feel like dead ends And I want to be known for my hits,
it in my dreams I'm lookin down every alley I'm makin those desperate calls I'm stayin up all night hopin hitin my head against the wall What you got boy
it in my dreams I'm looking down every alley I'm makin' those desperate calls I'm staying up all night hoping Hittin' my head against the wall What you got, boy
room, knowin' that it could happen I'm just tryin' to maintain because the future is untold Till the static unfolds that the good die young Please, God, let a bad boy
Shit, I had hoes way before I was nationally famous I was in the hood strapped up good watchin' my anus I'm a target splitter The world's strongest man hardest hitter Even though you hate, I still elevate regardless nigga Step to us boy
it in my dream im walking down every alley im making im making those desperate call im staying upall night hopin hit my head against the wall what you got boy
