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• Artiste: Smino
• Titre: Glass Flows
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Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, I'm toe up You know what, I'm thinking I think I think I made you too special You took me, you shook me, you shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now Lately I been thinking 'bout your glow again Lately I been, lately I been thinking 'bout a go again Don't you know my diamond soul? Don't you know my time is gold? Lately I been drinking, still dehydrated 'Lil chocolate water, Henny got me callin', hello operator Tell lil' shawty, grab the phone Fuck around, done been too long If I had another chance, I'd throw you off my back If I knew you had a plan, I'd never say attack Pity, pity, pitty pat, long paragraphs Make me tisk when you get like that Fall back, took a trip Roll the luggage, burnin' pack Fuck that, feelin' like I need a new thing Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, I'm toe up You know what, I'm thinking I think I think I made you too special You took me, you shook me, you shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now Rest assured, you about to ruin your pedicure Tippy-toeing this nigga in the Chi Ca I go with ya, huh? Feelin' like any nigga in the room can be the guy Feelin' like every bitch I bone a skeleton of mine Prolly why I felt insecure that one night out Chi Ca I go back in time, can I Michael J. Fox? Prolly call up Lil' Bari and turn Delorean to hotbox Moon child, lil' shawty cry shootin' stars any time she cry Cry me a river, I'll teach you how to build a boat I'm John Cena with visual You can't see me, can't see me, no I can't, I can't control myself (Oh my God, you're in my head) I can't, I can't control my health (Oh my God, you're in my bed) Walking light on these glass flows My tippy's, I'm toe up You know what, I'm thinking I think I think I made you too special You took me, you shook me, you shh me When I tried to think about you, babe Walking past my feet See, why you never need me? You was really a vessel You cut it, It blooded I bled out, you ran out It's dead now I think I made you too special I think I made you too special