Petco Songtext
von joeyy
Petco Songtext
Hello, Moto
Let′s do this
I sip red until my lips red
Cauterize my cup, it looks like my drink bled
I would fall apart if I followed what they said
I feel like Him whenever I break bread
I moisturize my face then I moisturize my glasses
If you're 2 then I guess I′m a fascist
If bliss had a price, then I'd spend a couple jackets
When life get vapid, another transaction
I can put it on the soul of the crow
I can not change nor fold
Life left a crease on my soul, just like my sneakers
Like the seams, guess I reap what I sow
I just hit Saks with my SO
Every day the weekend like I'm XO
Dogs with me, turn a mall to a Petco
I pray one day I′ll find a way to let go
When I′m center stage, I feel like I'm Tiesto
On my 1s and 1s, I′m finding my tempo
My cup look like I'm sipping Calypso
′Gielas look like I spilled paint on my tiptoes
And that's no, no cap
Paint splattered on my toecap
You mimic my moves like its mo-cap
I just paid God for my collab
I sip red until my lips red
Cauterize my cup, it looks like my drink bled
I would fall apart if I followed what they said
I feel like Him whenever I break bread
I moisturize my face then I moisturize my glasses
If you′re 2 then I guess I'm a fascist
If bliss had a price, then I'd spend a couple jackets
When life get vapid, another transaction
Let′s do this
I sip red until my lips red
Cauterize my cup, it looks like my drink bled
I would fall apart if I followed what they said
I feel like Him whenever I break bread
I moisturize my face then I moisturize my glasses
If you're 2 then I guess I′m a fascist
If bliss had a price, then I'd spend a couple jackets
When life get vapid, another transaction
I can put it on the soul of the crow
I can not change nor fold
Life left a crease on my soul, just like my sneakers
Like the seams, guess I reap what I sow
I just hit Saks with my SO
Every day the weekend like I'm XO
Dogs with me, turn a mall to a Petco
I pray one day I′ll find a way to let go
When I′m center stage, I feel like I'm Tiesto
On my 1s and 1s, I′m finding my tempo
My cup look like I'm sipping Calypso
′Gielas look like I spilled paint on my tiptoes
And that's no, no cap
Paint splattered on my toecap
You mimic my moves like its mo-cap
I just paid God for my collab
I sip red until my lips red
Cauterize my cup, it looks like my drink bled
I would fall apart if I followed what they said
I feel like Him whenever I break bread
I moisturize my face then I moisturize my glasses
If you′re 2 then I guess I'm a fascist
If bliss had a price, then I'd spend a couple jackets
When life get vapid, another transaction
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