Figurati Crépusculaire
C-O-M-E-T
C-O-M-E-T
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
I'm heading up, navigate through the stars
I'm a comet, a young nigga rocking
D-I-V-I-N-E
Lucy's son, tapped divinity
Where's the rest? Ha ya killing me
I want my money 'for I kill a enemy
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
So what's the story there y'all fuck or nah?
I'm tryna take you upstairs see 'em panties drop
I'm a fashionista, sew diamonds in my socks
Oh, don't touch,bitch I'm too hot
If you think you can copy hun don't, just stop (Yea Yea)
Something starts to take over me
Feeling the infernal power,
This is one nigga you gon' want during the witching hour
I'm coming best believe when I'm come
I'm burning hotter than the sun,
Taking double puffs and sipping from a triple cup
C-O-M-E-T (Aye)
C-O-M-E-T (Aye Oh Aye)
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go
I'm heading up, navigate through the stars
I'm a comet (Yeah!)
A young nigga rocking
D-I-V-I-N-E (D-I-V-I-N-E)
Lucy's son, tapped divinity (Ohh)
Where's the rest? Ha ya killing me (Yeah)
I want my money 'for I kill a enemy (Oh Oh Aye)
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Shooting Star all the way up
D-I-V-I-N-E
D-I-V-I-N-E
D-I-V-I-N-E
C-O-M-E-T
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
I'm heading up, navigate through the stars
I'm a comet, a young nigga rocking
D-I-V-I-N-E
Lucy's son, tapped divinity
Where's the rest? Ha ya killing me
I want my money 'for I kill a enemy
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
So what's the story there y'all fuck or nah?
I'm tryna take you upstairs see 'em panties drop
I'm a fashionista, sew diamonds in my socks
Oh, don't touch,bitch I'm too hot
If you think you can copy hun don't, just stop (Yea Yea)
Something starts to take over me
Feeling the infernal power,
This is one nigga you gon' want during the witching hour
I'm coming best believe when I'm come
I'm burning hotter than the sun,
Taking double puffs and sipping from a triple cup
C-O-M-E-T (Aye)
C-O-M-E-T (Aye Oh Aye)
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go, down
Let's go
I'm heading up, navigate through the stars
I'm a comet (Yeah!)
A young nigga rocking
D-I-V-I-N-E (D-I-V-I-N-E)
Lucy's son, tapped divinity (Ohh)
Where's the rest? Ha ya killing me (Yeah)
I want my money 'for I kill a enemy (Oh Oh Aye)
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Icy Comet, Shooting Star
Shooting Star all the way up
D-I-V-I-N-E
D-I-V-I-N-E
D-I-V-I-N-E
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Morningstar
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