Black Light Music Songtext
von Lazyass Pupil
Black Light Music Songtext
No needed
For who I reeled in
It′s you I'm peeling
Look at the ceiling
Cause you brought the syrup
And I brought the glasses
But you got distracted
Wanted my body
So use me for practice
Rolling with shawty
I′ll handle the ashes
Ashes to ashes on ashes to ashes
Falling way down on bags that are plastic
Lay on the mattress
I'll play you some classics
Fore we're finished I′ll make your lungs gasp in
(Gasp)
And get your heart spazzing
I′ll put it together
Mouth so wet
I get a lit pleasure
You remind me of a Tampa girl
How'd I find you in this random world?
Shawty so hipster a mellow-yellow
Cause when she with me her anger curls
I can′t be sure
What she means when she asks for more
Just make sure you bring that ass to north
And I'll lay it down like I′m from the southside
But I'll play around cause that′s not my style
I'm a fly guy looking muay thai
Those giant thighs deserve a super nice high
But she don't want no suit and tie guy
She rock with a hipster
Who popped 12 prescriptions
Swore that I′d quit them
Admit that I miss em
Married to riches
Ain′t looking for Mrs
Just something exquisite
No need for forgiveness
Just need me some bih-bihs
After we're finished it′s back to business
Heh
No needed
For who I reeled in
It's you I′m peeling
Look at the ceiling
Uh
Or I might not
Hope one day I'll be touring a lot
Born from a spot
Where the city don′t sleep
But sure do the cops
Before the time stops
Huh
I'll be making them drops
Just as good as making decisions
She rocks with hipsters
Who popped 12 prescriptions
She don't love them
She just diss them
Part of the system
Of the down
I′m coming with sickness
Uh
Cold flow most dope
Cholo solo
Lies from the tablecloth
But where are the dishes?
No needed
For who I reeled in
It′s you I'm peeling
Look at the ceiling
I′ll share why I-wanna stay here
Head start you run a daycare
But tonight you working night shift
Turn off all the lights quick
Roommates might've still been up
Say you want me in silence
That′s that body language
I like that cursive writing
Blasting Weeknd on the weekend
I love the way you ride it
So take whatchu got
Give what I want
Make that thing pop
Live in the moment
Uh yeah
Flying with parachutes
Into the toilet
Thanks for tonight
I hope you enjoyed it
Don't worry the damages
I′ll handle all those bruises
Pain pills and bandages
Will save my soul from ruin
I must admit
You made my whack life soothing
Text me when you wanna
Smoke to my black light music
For who I reeled in
It′s you I'm peeling
Look at the ceiling
Cause you brought the syrup
And I brought the glasses
But you got distracted
Wanted my body
So use me for practice
Rolling with shawty
I′ll handle the ashes
Ashes to ashes on ashes to ashes
Falling way down on bags that are plastic
Lay on the mattress
I'll play you some classics
Fore we're finished I′ll make your lungs gasp in
(Gasp)
And get your heart spazzing
I′ll put it together
Mouth so wet
I get a lit pleasure
You remind me of a Tampa girl
How'd I find you in this random world?
Shawty so hipster a mellow-yellow
Cause when she with me her anger curls
I can′t be sure
What she means when she asks for more
Just make sure you bring that ass to north
And I'll lay it down like I′m from the southside
But I'll play around cause that′s not my style
I'm a fly guy looking muay thai
Those giant thighs deserve a super nice high
But she don't want no suit and tie guy
She rock with a hipster
Who popped 12 prescriptions
Swore that I′d quit them
Admit that I miss em
Married to riches
Ain′t looking for Mrs
Just something exquisite
No need for forgiveness
Just need me some bih-bihs
After we're finished it′s back to business
Heh
No needed
For who I reeled in
It's you I′m peeling
Look at the ceiling
Uh
Or I might not
Hope one day I'll be touring a lot
Born from a spot
Where the city don′t sleep
But sure do the cops
Before the time stops
Huh
I'll be making them drops
Just as good as making decisions
She rocks with hipsters
Who popped 12 prescriptions
She don't love them
She just diss them
Part of the system
Of the down
I′m coming with sickness
Uh
Cold flow most dope
Cholo solo
Lies from the tablecloth
But where are the dishes?
No needed
For who I reeled in
It′s you I'm peeling
Look at the ceiling
I′ll share why I-wanna stay here
Head start you run a daycare
But tonight you working night shift
Turn off all the lights quick
Roommates might've still been up
Say you want me in silence
That′s that body language
I like that cursive writing
Blasting Weeknd on the weekend
I love the way you ride it
So take whatchu got
Give what I want
Make that thing pop
Live in the moment
Uh yeah
Flying with parachutes
Into the toilet
Thanks for tonight
I hope you enjoyed it
Don't worry the damages
I′ll handle all those bruises
Pain pills and bandages
Will save my soul from ruin
I must admit
You made my whack life soothing
Text me when you wanna
Smoke to my black light music
Writer(s): John Cruz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
