Blanco - Carpe Diem lyrics

Yo

Don't wanna do no shows in the country
I don't want any period
Me and Active coulda been
Jme, Skepta, but nah, we ain't serious
Boy better know I'm in
The trenches, life expenses
Don't be curious
Drivin' fast got me a new drivin' ban
And now I'm furious

Turbo, put my heart on ice, it was swollen
Now it's inferno
Need a Ibuprofen, TJ's in a stolen car
Lot circle awake and I see all the stars, I
Thought it was ours, but nah, I'm nocturnal
Las Palmas, I ain't never been the
Loudest ball for your love, alberto
Baller, deflect, get corner, adore her
G chеck in the Bora Bora
In the dawn, what's all
This aurora? Swipe hеr, that's Dora Explorer
Free MizMac, shoulda been in the sauna
That's veteran trauma
I couldn't afford no Adidas Predators
So we brought Diadora's
Anyways, seven man up, get lemonade
Life gave lemons, I sung this serenade
Music stream tryna really disseminate
I don't wanna spend that money that generates
When I move to you, please, let me in
Let me renovate (Renovate)
Photo bomb you board and detonate, uh
Came in the back
Put the seat up high when I park
Shameless and I been faceless
Swear to god I'm Sansa Stark
Hearin' it bang when you're
Doin' your homework, no silencer
Dragon Raider, gotta find this
Golden melanin jawn, that's nice (Round up)
Round up, legs in the air, do it twice
Men on the block with the mice
Gold and diamonds wouldn't suffice
I'm a little bit tired, let
Me sleep through the day
See you in the night
Play the high line, that's dangerous
Don't be caught offside, van Dijk
Wanted you dearly, hear me, growin' up
Swapped Dsquared for Amiri's
Left that back that like Tierney
I shoulda just left you back then clearly
Mule kick, he was like
Nikolai shootin', screamin' out, "Fear me!"
Spoke to the judge, he was more than sorry
So sincerely

Don't wanna do no shows in the country
I don't want any period
Me and Active coulda been
Jme, Skepta, but nah, we ain't serious
Boy better know I'm in
The trenches, life expenses
Don't be curious
Drivin' fast got me a new drivin' ban
And now I'm furious

Blanks, blanks
Wretch man down with the tools
Like Ratchet and Clank
Proper GMs, no meds, proper get cash
On my ten toes, two feet
I can't fly them ramps
Bis got the kit's all rubbed
Same old dishin' out dust
Tellin' me shit, no fuss
SA, that's shanks in guts
Got Gretchen, Vince, and Guss
No shanks, might fist someone
That's flicks and kicks and pumps
Harlem, do all of that stuff
Draw for the sword like Vegetas trunks

Draw for the sword like Vegetas trunks
Draw for the sword like Vegetas trunks
Ah, draw for the sword like Vegetas trunks