the snow melted between us Lyrics by bleood
Huh, uh, yeah
Yeah
Huh, yeah, yeah
Skrrt, yeah, yeah
Skrrt
Like, ARP or SMG? Like, O-M-G, I’m stretching ’em
Slide down with the Tec-9, like, to friend, I’m finessing him
Pop that boy, no questioning, bullets singing, choir blessing ’em
Bullets singing, choir blessing ’em, this K9 tuck, ain’t no wrestling
Made that boy freeze, ain’t no editing
Call that boy Reese, *** *** his pants
What that *** Drake say? Ain’t no messaging
Call my stick Rocky, got adrenaline
Hop out the Jonny with that excrement
These FÖTUS tube boots got my toes all bent
Two Jonnies, went Impala to the Benz
Two hoes, only *** with they friends
I got two flows, I got two shows
I got fifty-one racks and I packed a Zen
Two hoes calling, ho, I’m too flawless, ***, don’t call me
Her ass fat in this two-door Benz
Got a TEC, flip that ***, no deck
I can’t stress with all this *** in my chest
Vincent van Gogh, catch ’em, paint a mess
***, you just an extra
I’m off shrooms, I’m in a different dimension
I’m [?] go the [?]
Got Kylie Jenner butt, this *** a blessing
[?] tame my Smith & Wesson
Said she missed the old me, that’s a dead man
Said she missed the old me, that’s a dead man
In the moonlight counting blue hundreds in the rain, ***, like I’m Dracula
Money tall as me when I stack it up, and I’m 6’4, do the math, cuz
Money tall as me when I stack it up, and I’m 6’4, do the math, cuz
Hella-hella drugs what I ate for lunch
ARP tote, we could subtract him
That’s a right angle, protract him