Nihilist
Dans ma tête c'est le bordel
Une petite voix qui me malmène
Je dois vider mon esprit
Soit je fume ou j'écris
Jusqu'en perdre les mots
Même dans le métro
Direction les nuits fauves
C'est la métamorphose
La lune et l'alcool en osmose
Way too drunk, 50 liters in the heart
Smoked another blunt, the feeling is bizarre
The drink's too strong but she want more
Denim jeans
She got enemies
She dont fuck for money but she wanna come and please
Been riding in the city
She wanna pop a few pillies
Brought all her friends to get litty
They wanna sip on the vodka, sniffin away the cocaine
Woah
All these bitches wearing Prada, they got me feelin some way
Yeah
Yeah
Leaving em niggas on read
She used fuck with the opps but she finished in my bed
Up
Up
Up in the club with the team
Supreme pulled up in the beam
The plug supplied a new leaf
Yeah hey
She wanna roll it for me
Now she wanna drink lean
Way too drunk, 50 liters in the heart
Smoked another blunt, the feeling is bizarre
The drink's too strong but she want more
Yeah
Les rues de paris trop étroites
Quelques regard qui me convoitent
La drogue m'est monté à la tête
Encore un verre après j'arrête
She want more
Just one more
One more
Une petite voix qui me malmène
Je dois vider mon esprit
Soit je fume ou j'écris
Jusqu'en perdre les mots
Même dans le métro
Direction les nuits fauves
C'est la métamorphose
La lune et l'alcool en osmose
Way too drunk, 50 liters in the heart
Smoked another blunt, the feeling is bizarre
The drink's too strong but she want more
Denim jeans
She got enemies
She dont fuck for money but she wanna come and please
Been riding in the city
She wanna pop a few pillies
Brought all her friends to get litty
They wanna sip on the vodka, sniffin away the cocaine
Woah
All these bitches wearing Prada, they got me feelin some way
Yeah
Yeah
Leaving em niggas on read
She used fuck with the opps but she finished in my bed
Up
Up
Up in the club with the team
Supreme pulled up in the beam
The plug supplied a new leaf
Yeah hey
She wanna roll it for me
Now she wanna drink lean
Way too drunk, 50 liters in the heart
Smoked another blunt, the feeling is bizarre
The drink's too strong but she want more
Yeah
Les rues de paris trop étroites
Quelques regard qui me convoitent
La drogue m'est monté à la tête
Encore un verre après j'arrête
She want more
Just one more
One more
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Cerdan
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