TEARS OF GLITTER
I don't know
Yea, tell me where you think this finna go right now
'Cause I been thinkin 'bout you out your clothes right now
And if you want it right now, let me know right now
'Cause I'll come right down
Fuck me like you really want me
C'mere and make me feel something
Both of us off of a bluntski
I been searching for you, you're my one piece
You can take everything from me
You can take anything from me
You can take it
I remember when
I remember when
Driving alone in Aloha
What's in my cup, it ain't soda
Everyone faking personas
I was all by myself
aint want nobody else
I be smoking on doja
And it ain't hard to see
Them bitches love me
Like bitches love Sosa
Like bitches love Sosa
Might fall in a coma
Like bitches love Sosa
I might fall in a coma
You call it weed, I call it mota
I got what you need
You come to me
I'm bringin' you closer
I like what I see
Do it for me
I just need closure
I'm mixing liquor tonight
I want you right by my side
You hit my line, I tell you lies
I ain't been feelin' alright
And I might be trippin', I know I'll be fine
'Cause I'm mixing liquor tonight
I smell like weed and Hennessy
I won't remember tonight
No, I won't remember tonight
You hit my line, I'll tell you lies
No, I won't remember tonight
Huh huh huh ah
Hm hm hm ah
Huh huh hu ah
Huh huh huhh ah
Huna huhah
You hit my line, I'll tell you lies
Yea, tell me where you think this finna go right now
'Cause I been thinkin 'bout you out your clothes right now
And if you want it right now, let me know right now
'Cause I'll come right down
Fuck me like you really want me
C'mere and make me feel something
Both of us off of a bluntski
I been searching for you, you're my one piece
You can take everything from me
You can take anything from me
You can take it
I remember when
I remember when
Driving alone in Aloha
What's in my cup, it ain't soda
Everyone faking personas
I was all by myself
aint want nobody else
I be smoking on doja
And it ain't hard to see
Them bitches love me
Like bitches love Sosa
Like bitches love Sosa
Might fall in a coma
Like bitches love Sosa
I might fall in a coma
You call it weed, I call it mota
I got what you need
You come to me
I'm bringin' you closer
I like what I see
Do it for me
I just need closure
I'm mixing liquor tonight
I want you right by my side
You hit my line, I tell you lies
I ain't been feelin' alright
And I might be trippin', I know I'll be fine
'Cause I'm mixing liquor tonight
I smell like weed and Hennessy
I won't remember tonight
No, I won't remember tonight
You hit my line, I'll tell you lies
No, I won't remember tonight
Huh huh huh ah
Hm hm hm ah
Huh huh hu ah
Huh huh huhh ah
Huna huhah
You hit my line, I'll tell you lies
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Arizpe
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