LostFiles Lyrics – DALLAS

My computer is on fire,i f#cked up my files
Vhs, a lot of b#tches, but I’m not funny
I’m spinin’ my blade and you look like a fake
f#ck your gang and f#ck your bape

Drugs in my veins,cocaine in cake
And you can walk away
I do not understand you,you are talking sh#t
What do you think about when you breathe?

I hate your music, it’s just so bad
Weapons in my bag, i go to bed
We will blow up your house,her hair is brown
It’s raining now, cold now

I smoke now
This b#tch loves weed
Iron walls, smoking in the dusk
You f#cking duck,you

This b#tch loves dead people
This b#tch will die
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DALLAS Lyrics – LostFiles

DALLAS

LostFiles