Lip Service

Yeah
Thaiboy, Thaiboy

Checks on my neck
Racks on racks
Yeah, high I hold it in my hand
Hating on the kid, I became a man
What's the plan? Tell me that
Speaking on my name, what's with that?
Where your manners? Get your bands up
What was the chance that I win?
Drain Gang, we take on everything

Gos-gossip, lip service
Angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip service
Angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip service
Ay, ay, touch my lips
Touch lips, lip service
Ay, ay

She's a raver, she my angel
Can't nobody take her, but myself
Young Thaiboy, I be so sick
She made me get well
All these broke boys, they don't know shit
To the stars, there is no end (Never touch my soul)

Never heard of us
'Cause it's over now (I let my skin touch your clothes)
Never heard of us (Far away, you feel so close)
Never hurt again (Never wanted to let you go)
Oh, she's a raver
But I don't believe in angels
Tread on the papers
Cut out the faces

Gossip, lip service
Angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip service
Angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip service
Ay, ay, touch my lips
Touch lips, lip service
What, what

Check on my neck, she's so bad
Two rubber bands, throw with that
Girl what's your name, what's the plan?
Understand, do the math
Killing all this cash

Gossip, lip service
Angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip ser-
An-angels don't exist
Touch lips, lip service
Ay, ay, touch my lips
Touch my lips, lip service
Ay, ay

Check on my neck, she's so bad
Two rubber bands, two with that
Girl what's your name, what's the plan?
Understand, do the math
Counting all this cash



Credits
Writer(s): Carl-mikael Berlander, Zak Arogundade, Thanapat Thaothawong
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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