Broken Bottles Testo
Testo Broken Bottles
Brocken bottles, it's laying in the ends, it's laying in the ends
Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack
His overdose is my mistake, yeah
I do apologise, I did it for some nice things
I did it for some finer things
This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling
I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow
Yeah and I'm feeling so callus
Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah
I don't jump on the bandwagon
Can't keep having my pants saggin', yeah wow, wow
My brudda knows yeah my waves, so he's too wagon
This the high fashion, never was life lavish
Now I leave a bitch ass-matic
Pull up and pull up in 4matic's, jump out like whats crackin'? yeah
We ain't the same, and I ain't got a brain, I ain't into no back stabbing
Still stack-stacking, get a pack packin'
I do not deal with no hasbins, I never have been nah
Don't try advise me nah, our minds not collide g no, no
Brocken bottles, it's laying in the ends, it's laying in the ends
Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack
His overdose is my mistake, yeah
I do apologise, I did it for some nice things
I did it for some finer things
This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling
I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow Yeah and I'm feeling so callus
Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah
Life of finer things
Nice times when had rings
But it's not nice when you stay back and I wrapped in these suits
Life was great until I started learning things
Now my heard is fed up with this world that I'm stuck in
Brocken bottles, brocken bottles
No, no, no, no
Brocken bottles, brocken bottles
No, no
Nicer things, life we live
No, no, no
This brocken bottle
No, no, no, no
Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack
His overdose is my mistake, yeah
I do apologise, I did it for some nice things
I did it for some finer things
This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling
I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow
Yeah and I'm feeling so callus
Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah
I don't jump on the bandwagon
Can't keep having my pants saggin', yeah wow, wow
My brudda knows yeah my waves, so he's too wagon
This the high fashion, never was life lavish
Now I leave a bitch ass-matic
Pull up and pull up in 4matic's, jump out like whats crackin'? yeah
We ain't the same, and I ain't got a brain, I ain't into no back stabbing
Still stack-stacking, get a pack packin'
I do not deal with no hasbins, I never have been nah
Don't try advise me nah, our minds not collide g no, no
Brocken bottles, it's laying in the ends, it's laying in the ends
Another kid is dead, another feen is dead, ah yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Brocken bottles next to the syringe, I saw the nitty crack
His overdose is my mistake, yeah
I do apologise, I did it for some nice things
I did it for some finer things
This hectic life of sin, this hectic runs for cling
I got some gill to swallow, can't even trust my shadow Yeah and I'm feeling so callus
Re-up, I'm waiting for cargo, huncho, huncho, yeah
Life of finer things
Nice times when had rings
But it's not nice when you stay back and I wrapped in these suits
Life was great until I started learning things
Now my heard is fed up with this world that I'm stuck in
Brocken bottles, brocken bottles
No, no, no, no
Brocken bottles, brocken bottles
No, no
Nicer things, life we live
No, no, no
This brocken bottle
No, no, no, no
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