glassbreaker

𝘐𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺?

Xxffcyuvcui:
I know you're pocket-watchin’, keep your eyes on your own bread
I take racks out my wallet—keep up, you movin’ slowly instead
Walk in with Prada, I woke up doin’ laundry, yeah
I’m pullin’ up—what’s the occasion?
Fuck an invitation, I’m pullin’ up—what’s the occasion?
Fuck an invitation

I’ve been steppin’, I’ve been runnin’ shit like Asics
I’m Prada-walkin’, Prada zombie—we been lazy
It’s all I ever wanted, I’ve been wanting a glassbreaker
See it’s on my face, I’ve been tryin’ to get out

Glassbreaker, I feel like I’m Cupid when I’m stuck in the clouds
Glassbreaker, see it’s on my face, I’ve been tryin’ to get out
(Glassbreaker, I feel like I’m Cupid when I’m stuck in the clouds)

I’m sippin’ dirty water, and so it’s gettin’ darker
I turn into a target, I turn into a target
I see more farther, i saw more farther
You shouldn’t fade apart, not as tight, regardless

AachenDemon:
А ты никогда не поймёшь
Насколько много это стоит?
Меня упали на слезы, ресницы длинные
Девочки завидуют, говорят красиво
Читаю в микрофон, но как будто бы говорю со стеной
Никто меня не поймает
А ты, сука, заткни свое юбало
Одел спортивки и дубанас
Вошел на улицу, чтобы холод почувствовать
Вошел на улицу, чтобы холод продавать

Swords2:
I get chicken like a farm, bitch
My bros like the army
Get it with our arms, bitch
Hit it with the charm, bitch
No, I'm not much charming
It's just so alarming
Faces in the carvings
I just keep on marching
That's the way the cards be
Aces in the hearts be
Play it and you start to see
Draw it like Dame Darcy
Quick draw and we spark it up
I'm living like my heart fell off
Please don't take it personal
There's weapons in my arsenal
She read up like a card
My sins all be cardinal
My sins way we take
I think I might break
I'm stretching for this pape
I had to raise the stakes
My brothers, yeah, we chasing
I stopped going crazy
Roll it and we blazing
Rolling medication
I don't need a vacation
This history in the making
You a piggy bacon
Always doing that faking
Playing, we cremating
You fake like Iron Maiden
You mad that we just running shit
Just like the Freemasons
Wait me when it's over
I slept through October
I'm just living so sober
If you gon' drink, you need a coaster
Baby, this is fine china
Baby, I'm a grinder
Came from Carolina
Where they gon' remind you
And keep you in that line, bruh
I was baptized
And that shit didn't make you cry, bruh
Go, go, go
Go, go, go
Go, go, go

(And don't forget your three J's
Jump, jump)