Never Enough
My heart is a bushfire
Not gonna lie, Sire
I got a lot of hot bitches like in Australia
I'm burning to the ground while I'm shaking hands
I keep my tongue in my pocket and my dick in my pants
I'm a thunder, elements against the rage
I'm coming in the morning like a fucking plague
Spit my flames, I'm a black dragon
Imma flying to the party with the Black Russian
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
Let the music solve it and end today
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
It was just for one shot...
Now... 2... 4 or 6... cause it's never enough
The best collab you ever seen, you know what I mean
The Black Russian's
Like a headshot
Wednesday it's the best day
Come whatever may
You get what I say?
You hate me but your bitch bounce on my shit, dreamin' about my fuckin' dick and that makes you damn sick
Stop for a minute
TBR got no limit...
I'm void, let me introduce my own boys.
Cruisin' down the Calgary Street.
Looking for a good vibe to write my new shit.
Began about a coffee, and my life turned crazy.
Looking for the better way, right words to say.
In my earplugs you can hear a sick sound from chon!
What about the groove?! Dope!!!
That's J on drums
What about my Fam?! What about my mafia?!
TBR strange gang, gonna turn you Loca
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
You can't stop me now
We can work it out
Let the music solve it and end today
Bitch don't kill me high
Queen and Beatle vibe
Let the music solve it and end today
You can't stop me now
We can work it out
Let the music solve it
Music solve it
And when I turn on my labtop
It's just share my words as many many men.
Injustice or victory... love, lose, pain or fake story...
As many many men
It was just for one shot...
Now... 2... 4 or 6... cause it's never enough.
The best collab you ever seen, you know what I mean
The Black Russian's
Like a headshot
Wednesday it's the best day
Come whatever may
You get what I say?
You hate me but your bitch bounce on my shit, dreamin' about my fuckin' dick and that Makes you damn sick
Not gonna lie, Sire
I got a lot of hot bitches like in Australia
I'm burning to the ground while I'm shaking hands
I keep my tongue in my pocket and my dick in my pants
I'm a thunder, elements against the rage
I'm coming in the morning like a fucking plague
Spit my flames, I'm a black dragon
Imma flying to the party with the Black Russian
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
Let the music solve it and end today
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
It was just for one shot...
Now... 2... 4 or 6... cause it's never enough
The best collab you ever seen, you know what I mean
The Black Russian's
Like a headshot
Wednesday it's the best day
Come whatever may
You get what I say?
You hate me but your bitch bounce on my shit, dreamin' about my fuckin' dick and that makes you damn sick
Stop for a minute
TBR got no limit...
I'm void, let me introduce my own boys.
Cruisin' down the Calgary Street.
Looking for a good vibe to write my new shit.
Began about a coffee, and my life turned crazy.
Looking for the better way, right words to say.
In my earplugs you can hear a sick sound from chon!
What about the groove?! Dope!!!
That's J on drums
What about my Fam?! What about my mafia?!
TBR strange gang, gonna turn you Loca
Everyone move on the groove
No one cares about issues
You can't stop me now
We can work it out
Let the music solve it and end today
Bitch don't kill me high
Queen and Beatle vibe
Let the music solve it and end today
You can't stop me now
We can work it out
Let the music solve it
Music solve it
And when I turn on my labtop
It's just share my words as many many men.
Injustice or victory... love, lose, pain or fake story...
As many many men
It was just for one shot...
Now... 2... 4 or 6... cause it's never enough.
The best collab you ever seen, you know what I mean
The Black Russian's
Like a headshot
Wednesday it's the best day
Come whatever may
You get what I say?
You hate me but your bitch bounce on my shit, dreamin' about my fuckin' dick and that Makes you damn sick
Credits
Writer(s): Florent Curatola
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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