CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : DESCOLORIDO
F**k, turn it on (Woah)
Oh, they done talking?
Are-are they done talking?
Can I start?
Okay (I'm back)
This is my album, it-it's a tape actually, listen
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
I been in a league of my own for a minute
Right after the show, she just want me to hit it
I did it, you didn't, no
B*t*hes just face me (Yeah)
Blunts just— (They do)
I said what I said, you don't talk in my head
She go like Sito
I just got the chips like a Frito
Count it, count it
I just got a cheque no accountant but I
Run sh*t like I know how you
Talk so much your music sound like
You threw up outside the booth and now you
Walked in, you huffing the glue, I feel like
The king the crown's on me
You zombies tryna act like
My sounds not what it is and now you
Talking down you f**king kids I know
One thing's for sure
There's room for both of us, counting roses you got the loaded gun
Just kidding
I know you a wimp, I'm grinning
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
Who that, who that, who that
I'm the newest, nice to meet you
How he do that, do that, do that
Not congruent with the way this sh*t been going
I don't pop bad pills, I just pop Advils
I take shrooms on a week day
Do what I do, no he say, she say
You cannot stop me
Yeah, I move c*cky
Island like Bali
Boxing like Ali
I am on fire like I am Azula-zula
Hop in the cooler
Obviously I'm a student of Buddha
Disappear, Bermuda
My soul will last forever yours
Will go straight down to hell with your
Petty damn sins, you look like you
Don't know what you want with this life
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
Oh, they done talking?
Are-are they done talking?
Can I start?
Okay (I'm back)
This is my album, it-it's a tape actually, listen
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
I been in a league of my own for a minute
Right after the show, she just want me to hit it
I did it, you didn't, no
B*t*hes just face me (Yeah)
Blunts just— (They do)
I said what I said, you don't talk in my head
She go like Sito
I just got the chips like a Frito
Count it, count it
I just got a cheque no accountant but I
Run sh*t like I know how you
Talk so much your music sound like
You threw up outside the booth and now you
Walked in, you huffing the glue, I feel like
The king the crown's on me
You zombies tryna act like
My sounds not what it is and now you
Talking down you f**king kids I know
One thing's for sure
There's room for both of us, counting roses you got the loaded gun
Just kidding
I know you a wimp, I'm grinning
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
Who that, who that, who that
I'm the newest, nice to meet you
How he do that, do that, do that
Not congruent with the way this sh*t been going
I don't pop bad pills, I just pop Advils
I take shrooms on a week day
Do what I do, no he say, she say
You cannot stop me
Yeah, I move c*cky
Island like Bali
Boxing like Ali
I am on fire like I am Azula-zula
Hop in the cooler
Obviously I'm a student of Buddha
Disappear, Bermuda
My soul will last forever yours
Will go straight down to hell with your
Petty damn sins, you look like you
Don't know what you want with this life
Pimp sh*t, I just get the money, all business
Benzes, baby, I'm a simp for them Benji's
Mackenzie, she throw that a** back and sending you snaps
You hit it? I'm dead, you didn't
Hábitos horribles
Blazing on a week day, ayy, ayy
En el club, club
Encendido Tarantino
We go vroom, vroom
Room so private
Oh my God, she suck so violent
Descolorido
I cannot see through the weed smoke
Todos mis sentidos
Head to my tippy toes
