Istasha - Check Your Spam Folder lyrics
[Istasha - Check Your Spam Folder lyrics]
I cut the lens off of my vision
Imma let you know
A liquid laced, default, tuck in
And pace it down, the vacant
All of my hollow feels out of place, I'm out
I like the pace, play the part
Like a lullaby
All up in the moolah, I buy a
I better pay the price i don’t need a
All I need it’s all like classified
You supply the peace, all my pieces she lost
The pieces that pacified
Yeah Imma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a
Bat stuck in a tenebris
I stay off, who the hundred shots
Just likе a centipede, solеmnly
Let in the pit I accept the
Discreet that I gotta feed
Imma need another one, a penalty
Wander in the night like I'm a
Bat stuck in a tenebris
L-L-L-Lost in the death grip
Cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips
Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips
Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
Just the-
Lost in the death grip cause and effect yeah
Just the one, just the one, just the one
With bad drip call station antics
I don’t want, I don’t want, I don’t want
Bad trips