paroles de chanson Offstream - Thrill9r

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mhmm, mhmm, mhmmmm, mhmm

I can bring the heat like an arson
I'm a fucking dyab with the hooks like I'm boxing
Only thing I mind is my purpose
But I be distracted
Hate that I fell in love with my vices
Fuck it, I'm addicted for the status
Never needed acid
Sharp young lad feeling massive
Window seat in the Gulfstream
Bitch, I'm the pilot
Find me in the cockpit

Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream
Know I go deep, no pockets
Lick it in the dark, no chocolate
Liquor in the cabinet, vintage
And she wanna sip it

Pop champagne when I—
Pop champagne when I—
Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream
Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream

Fluid like a centipede
Ten toes deep in the jungle
Might end up where the honeys be
Baby, don't bite but sting like a honey bee
Energy exchange, she gon' sing sweet melodies
Might eat shrooms for a fantasy
Chief like Keef and the reefah kick like FIFA
Saw a lil ting and she walk like Gina
Body on Pam
Damn, gang (I)

Pop champagne when I—
Pop champagne when I—
Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream
Pop champagne when I'm off stream
Pop cham—
Pop cham—
P-pop, when I'm off stream
Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream
Pop cham—
Pop champagne when I'm offstream
Cold like ice but she gon' cream