Lyrics Closer (feat. Tropes) - kkypr

(Space)

Why don't you come a little closer, yeah, I'd like to know you
All these opps watchin' on they screens, but they know I know you
Why you claim that you a fan, but we kick you out the show now
I crashed your Lexus, that's a awful lot to tow, yeah

I kinda like it when you're mad at me
She only like me 'cause I always got the tabs on me
I got these snakes in my DMs, got these rats on me
Lil' bro broke, man, that's a real tragedy
Made a couple bands on my iPhone
They all sound just like me, they my fuckin' clones
Swear that she your girl, but I got her all up on me bro
Swear I gotta problem, I got Dior all up on my clothes
I'm way too evil, I got problems of my own, bitch
Your homie fake, yeah, I know that he a fuckin' snitch
He talkin' on the gang, pull up with that rugar clip
If we gotta problem then we punch him in his fuckin' lip

Yeah, what you gonna say?
What you gonna say? I feel like this every day
You're trying, alright, online purchasing
Yeah, online purchasing, it's like they want me to win
But I forgot just what I want and I
Still find it hard to reason
But I could rot, tell me why I should not know I
It'll perish, twice till we sin
But I learn it
And you'll never know until you fuckin' earn it
I put the passage by the poster
Burn it like all the books I told you never turn it
But can you come a little closer?

Come a little closer, yeah, I'd like to know you
All these opps watchin' on they screens, but they know I know you
Why you claim that you a fan, but we kick you out the show now
I crashed your Lexus, that's a awful lot to tow, yeah