paroles de chanson All the Time - Big Syke

Can't help it I'm billy the kid
Shooting revolvers in my throat can't help I fell it rifled
But even they erase a real fucking g won't forget what to say
It might be cuz I'm an outlaw in California
I hope they close stupid saloon doors
Yapping I'll make your chaps lose its twin through doors
Trippy Morrison walking back in
I guess I'm on acid
Dropping all day Rider thru the storm
Pictures me doing porn
The only thing I might adorned is baby

Omg have you seen she drives me crazy
She literally driving away from me err time
I feel fine tuned up when she's gone
Never gone in sixty seconds
Her name might be Jolie
I'm in the pit she might know me then
I'm spinning tracks like fury
I'm pitt again
I hope I don't lose my chaps