Sewerperson, JabariOnTheBeat - Rsvp lyrics
[Sewerperson, JabariOnTheBeat - Rsvp lyrics]
I guess I jus' gotta say I’m sorry, yeah
I could see I know you getting salty
All the shit I'm thinkin' sort of harm me
All this shit I know n’ I'm
Still comin' to the party (Just fuck that)
I pop out emotion n' you rob me
(I pop out emotion n' you rob me)
Lay me down n' do not do it softly
(Do it softly)
We should get together not no coffee, yeah
(Not no coffee)
I guess I jus' gotta say I'm sorry, yeah
I could see I know you getting salty
(That you gettin’ salty)
All the shit I’m thinkin' sort of harm me
All this shit I know n’ I'm
Still comin' to the party, yeah
She got the lime out with Bacardi (Bacardi)
Fail to put it down
She sip it up like it was barley (Barley)
I know he don't like me
I know he about to mark me
(’Bout to mark me)
I could barely care n' when I
Do I stress it hardly (Hardly)
I walk in the door, I got the bands out
(Bands out) gucci, Louis, Fendi
I won't hesitate to ball out (Ball out)
Came thru in a foreign glossy brown
That bitch in park now ion' like attention
Only comin' if it's dark out (yeah)
Only comin' if it's dark out
I jus' killed the roach
I hit the snow n' put the spark out
When I'm on my own it seem that
None this shit is hard now
I jus' put some percs inside my
Drink and now I'm far out (Now I'm far out)
Took a lot to recharge me (Recharge me)
I pop out emotion n' you rob me (Rob me)
Lay me down n' do not do it softly
We should get together not no coffee, yeah
I jus' gotta say I'm sorry (I'm sorry) , yeah
I could see I know you getting salty
(I know you salty)
All the shit I'm thinkin' sort of harm me
All this shit I know n' I'm
Still comin' to the party (yeah)
Took a lot to recharge me (Recharge me)
I pop out emotion n' you rob me (Rob me)
Lay me down n' do not do it softly (Nou)
We should get together not no coffee, yeah
I guess I jus' gotta say I'm sorry
(Say I'm sorry) , yeah
I could see I know you getting salty
All the shit I'm thinkin' sort of harm me
(It just harms me)
All this shit I know n' I'm
Still comin' to the party
She got the lime out with Bacardi
Fail to put it down
She sip it up like it was barley
I know he don't like me
I know he about to mark me
('Bout to mark me)
I could barely care n' when I
Do I stress it hardly (Hardly)
I walk in the door, I got the bands out
Gucci, Louis, Fendi
I won't hesitate to ball out (Ball out)
Came thru in a foreign glossy brown
That bitch in park now ion' like attention
Only comin' if it's dark out