Lyrics

S925, I can't work a 9 to 5 D-925, the silver shines S925, on my neck and on my knife D-925, the silver shines Prada night crawler, I'm your stalker The lights dancing on my neck, look like water It gets harder, it gets darker Good pack just came in, it smell like a marker American cup sneakers, these ain't no joggers Think I caught her like a spider I might keep her for a week then I drop her Fuck a copper, got it from my doctor Drain Gang high school, yeah I'm a scholar I won't fight you, I can't be bothered Baby, I can't text you, I'm not a author The Stars calling for a offer Big Drain, do or die, I don't want no suicide Good boy, crucified, I come alive Big knife on my side, I don't wanna utilize Big blade, butterfly, open the sky When the night calling, I might fall in I went all in, I can't come out My jaw locking, feel them watching I'm done talking, the dark come out The Drain pop out, like we boy scouts The Drain pop out, like we boy scouts Your team too weak, you're getting forced out I'm with FORZA, smoking girl scout S925, I can't work a 9 to 5 D-925, the silver shines S925, on my neck and on my knife D-925, the silver shines S925, I can't work a 9 to 5 D-925, the silver shines S925, on my neck and on my knife D-925, the silver shines
Writer(s): Forza, Benjamin Reichwald Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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