Текст песни Dry - Inspiring Thoughts

Hey hey yeah
Ay
What
Bitch
Uh uh
Woah

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Smokin big loud in the rental
Got a lead foot on the peddle
Mouth full of metal I look an asshole
Who am I? I couldn't really tell ya
Think I'm okay think I'm alright
They just be watching the highlights
Lit as a stick of dynamite
So high I could touch a satellite
Fell out of orbit I'm drifting at random
He off the shits and they don't understand him
We opposites and you throwin tantrums
Bitch why you throwing tantrums?
Phone blowin up like a galaxy
I'm in between like apostrophe
I ain't scared a death he scared a me
He don't pick up whenever I ring
He don't pick up whenever I call
Fuck it I guess I been dead all along
They just be mad when they dropping the ball
Karmas that bitch that's always involved
Off the wall because
I've leveled up above the norm
And I don't wanna be in love
I'm okay with being torn

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