BEAM [Prod. by Forlorn]
От нас остался лишь пепел
Она хочет мой дым
Курим звезды с моей леди
Она хочет это fendi
Будто пламя на кровать
Будто тлеем на кровати
С ней я улетел не дам ей быть одной
Луна как брэнды
Мы блестим как под водой
Мы блестим как под водой
Я делю с тобой все что лежит на карте
Её мажет
Она лезет ко мне будто это март
Труба не пашет
Разредился на морозе но ты дашь мне сил
Вошел во вкус
Моя луна рядом со мной не рядом с ними
I done said it alright
Smoking on that bag i got her rolling all night
Shot hit the bulls aint no bother chance girl this shot is do or die
Why you say you fuck with me if that aint how you acting
I dont want your time i dont want your love it all feel so plastic
I dont wanna fight going back and forth you get so sarcastic
You been wreaking havoc a savage shawty this dont feel like magic
Im in a dream with a toe tag
Im with a thot she licking the coke bag and im fucking her throat fast
All in my snap saying she love me so i might have to ghost that and
I can feel a thing of this perc playing my hand and i'm making it work
So pretty there aint no words
Alovera got em treating the burns
Is you getting what you think you deserve
Devil child needa go to a church
Hart rotten smells like sulfur
Such back luck that it feels like a curse
Cant help its like that good knows its like that
Она хочет мой дым
Курим звезды с моей леди
Она хочет это fendi
Будто пламя на кровать
Будто тлеем на кровати
С ней я улетел не дам ей быть одной
Луна как брэнды
Мы блестим как под водой
Мы блестим как под водой
Я делю с тобой все что лежит на карте
Её мажет
Она лезет ко мне будто это март
Труба не пашет
Разредился на морозе но ты дашь мне сил
Вошел во вкус
Моя луна рядом со мной не рядом с ними
I done said it alright
Smoking on that bag i got her rolling all night
Shot hit the bulls aint no bother chance girl this shot is do or die
Why you say you fuck with me if that aint how you acting
I dont want your time i dont want your love it all feel so plastic
I dont wanna fight going back and forth you get so sarcastic
You been wreaking havoc a savage shawty this dont feel like magic
Im in a dream with a toe tag
Im with a thot she licking the coke bag and im fucking her throat fast
All in my snap saying she love me so i might have to ghost that and
I can feel a thing of this perc playing my hand and i'm making it work
So pretty there aint no words
Alovera got em treating the burns
Is you getting what you think you deserve
Devil child needa go to a church
Hart rotten smells like sulfur
Such back luck that it feels like a curse
Cant help its like that good knows its like that
Credits
Writer(s): максим михальцов, егор туманов
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- PAIN INTRO (Prod. by .moontalk & CapsCtrl)
- НОЧНЫЕ КОШМАРЫ
- ПЕПЕЛ [Prod. by KAREGI & XEROGI]
- VISION (Prod. by RoyalBeats)
- HEAVEN FREESTYLE [Prod. by .moontalk]
- WHIRLPOOL (Prod. by .moontalk & Steincula)
- НАВСЕГДА [Prod. by .moontalk]
- ОСТАЛИСЬ ОДНИ (Prod. by .moontalk)
- СЛЕЗА (Prod. by .moontalk & KAREGI)
- BEAM [Prod. by Forlorn]
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