(Yung Van) Yeah this boy faded Fuck a wrist watch Iced up Gucci on my flip flops Red and green gassed like I'm saint Nick And she loves the snow And she loves the snow
Yeah I'm really faded Fuck a wrist watch Bitches givin' head like it's hopscotch Don't you play no games Don't you play no games Walking on ice Yeah I'm that hot
(Yung Tide) Walking on a thin line Between reality, and dying tonight I want you to be mine Kiss me underneath the bare moonlight Now you wanna be my friend again I don't wanna be your friend again Now you wanna play those games And I'm tired of this shit I wanna fade away again
Now you wanna be my friend again I don't wanna be your friend again Now you wanna play those games And I'm tired of this shit I wanna fade away again
(Yung Van) Yeah this boy faded Fuck a wrist watch Elevate your mind In the drop top No ceilings Fuck your feelings Bitch I'm off top Wild on that knee Pussy don't stop
She ride it (ridin', ridin') In my flip flops She about it (bout it, bout it) When she drop top Mix it with that henny Honey, chop chop And she loves the snow And she loves the snowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
