Fried while sober Tek lintowe & Dream Caster

[Verse 1: Dream Caster]
Yeah, uhh uhh uh
Uh, ohh uh uh
Baby baby rub me down
I know I get around
But all for you, why I sing this song
Yeah I can't feel a thing so I'm feeling
Yeah uh and she said I'm a killer so I'm kill-
I let you down but I know I get around, for a feeling
Yeah uh, you take my mind off of killing
Yeah unplug me from the wall, we could have had it all
Only time I fall, when I come down

[Verse 2: Tek lintowe]
Lilbigsmoke made my Peach Vibe dirty
P-P-Paypal Woody, more than 30
I'm talking 50, maybe 70
If I want more, but I don't want more
But I don't want more, okay I want more
Okay I want more, yeah
Give me some more
Ahh

[Verse 3: Tek lintowe]
I can do it by myself, DIY
I walk up in the spot, have 'em like, "Me oh my!"
Prim' Tech havе 'em like, "Me oh my!"
Whitе Plains controlled substance at Five Guys
And we can't pull up to parties 'cause we can't bring this many guys
Lord knows we pull up with like 10 guys
Or 15 guys or 20 guys (That's just inappropriate)
Yeahh