Fl00te

Something pulls my tongue its like crystal on my tastebuds
We don't wanna party at the spot
We wanna taste blood
Cause its been a [?] long to take
The cities were build for you and me, no
[?]
At some kinda flute

[?] over here
[?] over there
24 years (I used to give a f-)
Party has no boundary i think i truly wanna taste blood (Taste blood)

This is not a [?]
We will leave it to the good boys (Now listen)
Stop the radios i’m stayin with my own blood (Own blood)