| Hundred green glass tippin'
|
| Grill make me swing for a lot of distance
|
| If I could seek I swear to keep it
|
| Poppa’s meek compared to poppa’s reach
|
| Enter while its intertwinin'
|
| You need a license on
|
| Skirt speak to the casual, they damagin' books
|
| So the truth shook its way
|
| Where the scandalous crooks lay
|
| Big eyes on all the youth
|
| Breathe the breath for me
|
| I’m feedin' off the energy
|
| Lock down love, equal symmetry to carry all of this (yeah)
|
| Cause all of us is hopeless
|
| I don’t know you
|
| Therefore, I don’t know you
|
| Unapproachable
|
| the notion stapled in the blue
|
| Empty spaces I must grab 'em
|
| Can’t stand it for one thing
|
| Let my pulse ring, temperature’s too high
|
| Gotta say goodbye to adolescence
|
| Thought still present
|
| Hope is still present, shake it for the answer
|
| Dancin' to a new beat, animosity
|
| Changes like a new leaf, four otif
|
| Hopin' for a couple of dollas
|
| Retainin' years of age tryna' swalla'
|
| For tall heights supercedin'
|
| Wear to breathe in, and overthinkin'
|
| A surprise entrance
|
| You know the vision triple twenty
|
| Straight through the velvet curtain
|
| Climbin' over mountains boo
|
| You need them new shoes too soon
|
| Diamond plugs seemin' more like designer crumbs
|
| Kill the fashion, fast huntin' caught the lion print
|
| Help the mighty get to paradise
|
| And bigger skies even bigger minds
|
| Times shoots through the roof
|
| Hop in the coup, lets get us space
|
| Far away from the desolate, miles high
|
| She told me that she miss a normal life
|
| A yo them days is pretty sunny but |