Bluejacket - Close Call текст песни

Текст песни Close Call - Bluejacket



Close call, no fall
Still I'm shining like opals
So far, no one
Running around in an oval
Hold the phone, holy ghost
Hoe probably went and think I overdosed
Phone was dead, what is new
Think I might just go back to bed
Three pm and I'm stuck in a dream bitch
Blow me a kiss, wish me luck, I'ma need it
Oh my, when we chillin like Lofi
Roller coaster got no line, no lie
Got my eye on you, tonight
Hanging with your ass, I might lose my life
Took a couple slashes in the cougar fight
I seen many moons in the sky
Drive fast bitch ignoring the signs
Bright lights, they shine in my eyes, blind
Cute ass, bitty, yeah, we chillin', watching sci-fi
Feeling the waves, time to dig me up, it's high tides
I was waving hi, I got a better look it's bye-bye
I've been at the gym, hitting curls like I'm Ice Spice
Thinking bout time that I wasted on you
Thought you was mine but you treat me like a fool
Running like its summertime im always staying cool
Party in my head i was really off them drugs
I dont show no love bitch, i dont do no hugs
I've been coming up yea this money getting faster
I be just like Erin I could never be no cattle
But i be like Levi when it come down to the battle
Tell em that fame could never matter
Always in my head yea this bitch got me buggin
Yea my soul ache, Shawty doing something
Think of her, I just hope that she rotting
Blow my brains out, I'll do all the haunting
Party in the afterworld yea we getting lit
Talking up medusa, i be talking bout my shit
My heart cold as ice i'll be fine when im in hell
Walking up throught blightown looking for the bell
Just like Leon Ill be kicking it I'm well
Walking through blighttown looking for the bell
Walking through blighttown looking for the bell
Same phone number since fifth grade, yea ring that
Pinky swear, yeah, I promise to be back
Homie on the streets when I'm thinking he in rehab
I dont donate and they calling me a D-bag
Went from flintstones and they picking out the bean bag
No pulse, eyes roll back, get an Evac
White turtle neck not a vest
It's a jean jacket, mind stay elevated
Thinking I can be better
Wise with age Motherfucker got the real cheddar
Love, No pain, no handshake, that's a deal breaker
Close call, no fall
Still I'm shining like opals
So far, no one
Running around in an oval
Hold the phone, holy ghost
Hoe probably went and think I overdosed
Phone was dead, what is new
Think I might just go back to bed
Three pm and I'm stuck in a dream bitch
Blow me a kiss, wish me luck, I'ma need it



Авторы: Kenneth Uribe


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29-02-2024




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