AGENT LILY - Popper

I'm cursing my sight
Can't see your face I'm rolling high
Why you peep on shit on my scar
New face on field I'm rocking high
I got rocks on my lips I decide
Got no feel on my lips I'm talking high
I am not what you want I decide
How I see how I fuck on feeling high
Pop a feel let me see I reach high
I got nun on my side I'm crushing hard
Mannequin on my face I fuck lies
I can't talk shit I'm done on keeping lies
I'm just walking on clouds on roof top
Got my gin on my tonic killed this night
Sex appeal why you do that shit now
Babe I'm working on future work at night
Yo get to the point I feel sick
In my zone I block off my feel
Pharmacy in front of my seat
I feel move in a freeze I feel sick
Why you talking I'm not focusing
I feel riding on hill backing seat
Bubble eyes til I blast off my tease
I been cursing my sight til I see
I'm not focusing on your shit high
I feel like I'm freed out
I can't talk on shit peace high
I work on my spirit high
Wish me luck I'm in fly high
Reach high and then scream out
Good luck on this kiss
Highkey throw and then spread out
Pop on the brain on guilty
Can't believe I feel like increase
Curse on my sight in this trip
Pop a feel on trip fucked in scene
Cliche on scene I kill lit
And I'm building my taste on this field
Details on tees on receipt
And I'm tossing a price on my fit
I'm teasing my sense on repeat
I feel out of my brain in this trip
Got no false in my brain you trippin
Why you test on my brain no defeat
I'm pressing on fall I'm reaching
On top my standard richy
A fest on daily routine
Lifestyle on fest I been lit
I'm cursing my sight
Can't see your face I'm rolling high
Why you peep on shit on my scar
New face on field I'm rocking high
I got rocks on my lips I decide
Got no feel on my lips I'm talking high
I am not what you want I decide
How I see how I fuck on feeling high
I cut that talk in my seat
Feel high I'm not focusing
I keep breathing a sigh in my seat
What you talking I cannot receive
Pop a feel why you acting like kid
Get a grip I can't vibe on your shit
At this point I just pop on my feel
Pop a feel and I block off my feel
I tease and then pop on my brain
I touch on top I succeed
I preach on my brain on my pain
I fuck off shit I been shit
Why you testing on me I can't feel
Wake up and snap out of feel
I just love shit I make in my taste
I been walking right into deep
I pop in my way in my taste
Like on top like I'm out of reaching
I'm glitching in fest on request
Every day a fest in routine
And I feel on popping cliche
Pull it down I blast off pressing
Receipt on my gift in decade
Pop it off I rest in my seat

Written by:
SOYEON KIM

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