Songtext
Brand new clothes, diamonds and these pills
None of that can fix how I feel
Everybody says I’m winning still that’s the reason why I can never chill came back to life I got killed I was fucking dead I made a deal I’m gon’ shine yea u know I will (yeah yeah) Tom ford shades I got sex appeal my bros sippin lean not no Ice tea (lean) Rick owens all up on my tee I’m so icey carats on my ears pop star like Britney Spears anxiety tryna beat my fears bad bitch balenciaga u know I rock out ba-bad bitch balenciaga I ain’t rocking prada bad bitch balenciaga I want no drama bad bitch balenciaga not no Zara weed stuffed in these denims you know my jeans tight burberry bag got no stars but stripes burberry bag when I step outside burberry bag fuck this bitch all night Brand new clothes,diamonds and these pills
None of that can fix how I feel
Everybody says I’m winning still that’s the reason why I can never chill came back to life I got killed I was fucking dead I made a deal I’m gon’shine yea u know I will (yeah yeah) Tom ford shades I got sex appeal (yea yea)
Description
I could be God. You could be God. The louder the music, the quieter the World.
Tell us about the best concert you ever played!
live at Zoona It was turnt but too short sadly I need more time.
To whom does your music speak?
to the people that want to feel the bass in their bones and jump and be free I want to feel the energy I want mosh pits.
How do you envision your musical journey?
turnt. active. creative. I can’t stay steady