Paroles de la chanson SCARS par Surf
Paroles de la chanson SCARS par Surf
Hmm, yeah
Yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh), yeah, huh
Yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh), yeah (Rxkz)
Yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh), huh, yeah
Huh, yeah (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I got pain, I got scars, I got wounds, I been hurtin'
I can't tell if it's karma, I can't tell if I deserve it
I been drunk, I been drivin', I been trippin', I been swervin'
I got money on my mind, on my head like a turban, yeah
I been, I been
I been, I been workin' through it, yeah
I just, I just
I just, I just fuckin' do it (Oh-oh, oh)
I got charges I been facin', told my lawyer, "Go remove it" (Go)
I been ridin' with squadron, see my shot, I'm gon' shoot it
Yeah, I'm rollin', I'm rollin' on drugs
My wrist on flood (Flood)
My bitch on flood (Flood)
I'm like a nurse, I'm drawin' blood (Yeah)
We at the telly, told her "Come up"
I wanna cool it, she wanna fuck
Her friend wanna watch, she might be a cuck
And she a white girl, makin' her blush, yeah
Juicy Couture on my girl, throwin' it back, retro, yeah
I been, I been workin' through it, yeah
I just, I just
I just, I just fuckin' do it (Oh-oh, oh)
I got charges I been facin', told my lawyer, "Go remove it" (Go)
I been ridin' with squadron, see my shot, I'm gon' shoot it
Yeah, I'm rollin', I'm rollin' on drugs
My wrist on flood (Flood)
My bitch on flood (Flood)
I'm like a nurse, I'm drawin' blood (Yeah)
We at the telly, told her "Come up"
I wanna cool it, she wanna fuck
Her friend wanna watch, she might be a cuck
And she a white girl, makin' her blush, yeah
Juicy Couture on my girl, throwin' it back, retro, yeah
I got my dogs right behind me like I'm walkin' outside of the Petco, huh
Racks on me like Cash App, PayPal, Zelle, even the Venmo
Big ass risk I took in my life, that shit like Lizzo, R.I.P. big bro
Still I stay ten toes, run to the bank like Flintstone, losin' my mind, no schizo'
I need a Addy, the pharmacy look like the end zone, hoes wanna see what I been on
Bitches be weirdos, want you to solve 'em like riddles
When she said bye, I said, "Ditto"
I can't even trust my own dreams, I sleep with a gun in my pillow
I got pain, I got scars, I got wounds, I been hurtin'
Racks on me like Cash App, PayPal, Zelle, even the Venmo
Big ass risk I took in my life, that shit like Lizzo, R.I.P. big bro
Still I stay ten toes, run to the bank like Flintstone, losin' my mind, no schizo'
I need a Addy, the pharmacy look like the end zone, hoes wanna see what I been on
Bitches be weirdos, want you to solve 'em like riddles
When she said bye, I said, "Ditto"
I can't even trust my own dreams, I sleep with a gun in my pillow
I got pain, I got scars, I got wounds, I been hurtin'
I can't tell if it's karma, I can't tell if I deserve it
I been drunk, I been drivin', I been trippin', I been swervin'
I got money on my mind, on my head like a turban, yeah
I been, I been
I been, I been workin' through it, yeah
I just, I just
I just, I just fuckin' do it (Oh-oh, oh)
I got charges I been facin', told my lawyer, "Go remove it" (Go)
I been ridin' with squadron, see my shot, I'm gon' shoot it (Ooh)
I been drunk, I been drivin', I been trippin', I been swervin'
I got money on my mind, on my head like a turban, yeah
I been, I been
I been, I been workin' through it, yeah
I just, I just
I just, I just fuckin' do it (Oh-oh, oh)
I got charges I been facin', told my lawyer, "Go remove it" (Go)
I been ridin' with squadron, see my shot, I'm gon' shoot it (Ooh)
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