Khontkar, Myndless Grimes - ICFTT 20.06.16 Şarkı sözleri (lyrics)

I catch you fire making some bows
Not easy air i got a blast
I swear it's Pablo's tigher fck all bullshit
I came for the title i'll catch y'all fight
Matches some bows another easy life
I got hear plays days makes small tighter
Fck all bullshit i came for the title

I'll put all the shipping on me (huh)
I wanna make in no country (yeah)
I took my shit, overseas
I'm gonna be some shit
Now some of them I lost my pen (fhe)
Coming from realtor (realtor)
They don't know
Sound was the real world (world)
Butter used to sleep on the rich girl (girl)
Sorry but this is real me no favor erasing
Rhytm a boys though they give me
10 years I know folks
Come in and knock my door wife
You taking no trust back yummy no fcks
Given the skating usual so fck
Zombie me some papers but i see my heads now
For coming back come on one day day
Was my fathers more like I've worn in
My pocket and it's not for fun (all rgiht)
Dominating game that come on my friend (yeah)
Sweaty guy or the total utter pain (yeah)
Mama staying working at try job
Some? still doesn't have any chat (yeah)
Am I gonna room for two mega ha (prr)
Saying you're real I don't give a fck
I came when they can't win
Nothing by the pan dog
Not catch somebody's like a shot (whoa)

I catch you fire making some bows
Not easy air i got a blast
I swear it's Pablo's tigher fck all bullshit
I came for the title i'll catch y'all fight
Matches some bows another easy life
I got hear plays days makes small tighter
Fck all bullshit i came for the title

No I wanna buy some gauche (yeah)
I don't wanna tell anymore
I just wanna get there
Do my whole John still maket it out of
Now we're get rich btch on it (yeah oh)
I no buy some good shoes (aaa)
I don't wanna said anymore
What you wanna do (aaa)
People just threw Becca Donohue
Now we're gonna roast Virgina to prove

Makes my cool bossy
I stay waving kidsh (huh)
Luckily we keep on one pillow
Young Nia you know we rich (trust me)
He don't wan't a kid run
Up and pay is a fight him Chris
Sending no movies talking talking pop
You why you're up late in the rig black
You know brothers be fake
We relax when I'm dreaming the kid
Put the money in the bag
I knew Susie was proud if I aim for you heart
And I'll be in your face like
My gun a be shit work you
You know puy alert with
Your feet but we don't mind
She beat Fenny for Turkey

I catch you fire making some bows
Not easy air i got a blast
I swear it's Pablo's tigher fck all bullshit
I came for the title i'll catch y'all fight
Matches some bows another easy life
I got hear plays days makes small tighter
Fck all bullshit i came for the title