Flyin

Lyrics
[Текст песни "FLYIN"] [Verse 1] Flying in the outer space I'll make your family erased And now I'm locked inside my grave Take molly pills and blowing haze I don't give a fuck if I run out of sluts September is me and October the moon The creeps on your block at a mirror at night So you cry and your bitch it nothing to worth Chilling with the groupie chicks I put you on the crucifix And every night we shootin things And every night we move for thrills Walking with my barrel Choking weed and smoke a weed Look into my eyes and see I think I'm fucking enemy [Pre-Chorus] Gotta benz in my pocket Gotta barrel in my book And everybody wanna flex But I have already durned Voices telling me to kill Razorblade is making thrill And if you try to fucking snitch You will be lying under hill And now I'm [Hook] Flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the [Verse 2] Flying in the outer space I'll make your family erased And now I'm locked inside my grave Take molly pills and blowing haze I don't give a fuck if I run out of sluts September is me and October the moon The creeps on your block at a mirror at night So you cry and your bitch it is nothing to worth Chilling with the groupie chicks I put you on the crucifix And every night we shootin things And every night we move for thrills Walking with my barrel Choking weed and smoke a weed Look into my eyes and see I think I'm fucking enemy [Pre-Chorus] Gotta benz in my pocket Gotta barrel in my book And everybody wanna flex But I have already durned Voices telling me to kill Razorblade is making thrill And if you try to fucking snitch You will be lying under hill And now I'm [Hook] Flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the outer space I'm flying in the, I'm flying in the
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Credits
- Writers
- MURDA KILLA