Rilaphy - Divine Language

Hey boss, wait up, gonna shoot, hail us, enough, gonna shoot, bail us, take us, I don't get this through
Hey boss, wait up, gonna shoot, hail us
Damn shit we match for sure
Wanna tell me no
Wanna tell you hey bitch you left the stove heat on
I'm gone but won't be long
Everything is in my boring list but music don't belong
Unless it's modern pop shit rather fill my ears with dirt
Checking you out like a nerd being curious is all
Trynna find the right words to shift the balance of this lust
Feels like it ain't working at all what's the point of all these songs
If I'm the one to know by heart but I don't know how to approach
Imagine doing this on drugs like most of them they use a bunch
I hear some envy in my voice unkeen to get some kind of curse
I need to shape my mind to work need some thighs to scratch my hunch
I'm addictive to the bullshit - need a cure, a sexy nurse
Haven't hit up any bitches in so long I'd qualify for church
I should just use my quirks and display a point across to you
I have a set of perks and I just need to be discovered
Hey boss, wait up, gonna shoot, hail us, enough, gonna shoot, bail us, take us, I don't get this through
Hey boss, wait up, gonna shoot, hail us

Written by:
Rytis Mikutavicius

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find