I'm wearing clothes
Call it vintage
You fucked up a lot
And I sabotaged
I blow gas and go up to the 6th floor
Baby, I know, yes I know that you will definitely give
I'm wearing clothes
Call it vintage
You fucked up a lot
And I sabotaged
I blow gas, go up to the 6th floor (Sixth)
Baby, I know, yes I know that you will definitely give
Sorry baby, the flash in you has already gone out
You are my thing, the smoke caused shortness of breath
Where is the shooter, look back there is a tower
We're in the club now, Maine he's finished
Ha, 6 zeros, I'll add one
The stones shine so much, there are a lot of ambitions in my head
The style is only mumble, I have long forgotten about diction
I blow gas, never broke tradition
Why are you shooting at me, I know Maine you want to be like us
I don't care, I look up and the lights surround us again
Even when we started, they didn’t help us, we were alone
Bro pulled me and then asked why the fuck I spilled codeine
Ha, I don’t know what to answer him
After restarting, I start to rave again
She's on me, she's already been responsible for everything for a long time
In one package, the blunts look like spaghetti
I'm wearing clothes
Call it vintage
You fucked up a lot
And I sabotaged
I blow gas and go up to the 6th floor
Baby, I know, yes I know that you will definitely give
I'm wearing clothes
Call it vintage
You fucked up a lot
And I sabotaged
I blow gas and go up to the 6th floor
Baby, I know, yes I know that you will definitely give