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Paroles de Komodobelt

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Paroles de la chanson Komodobelt par Blvck Svm lyrics officiel

Komodobelt est une chanson en Anglais

Tailor let out the waist on the Yamamotos
Needed an excuse to get belt composed of Komodo
8 PM at Milos, I treat the menu like BOGO
Tucked away the noose cuz they told me stop taking photos
The saganaki descended from Mount Olympus
God of sleep loafers turn marble floor into nimbus
Yuzu and the fennel turn centerpiece to a gymnast
Waiter need a microscope just to locate the remnants
Storming when I leave but I’m used to Miami tempests
I call up a submarine, shit is tintless, I’m in a fishbowl
Lately niggas been getting greasy, don’t want my shit scoped
I ask the driver cut through the Bayfront, he turn to dish soap
Wishbone, niggas is dressing
Prestigious connections and label chicken investments wasn’t an option
Coogi head to toe, tryna free my body from toxins
Way my fans fiending might put the sweat up for auction
Every single track a concoction of gourmet paraphernalia, steezy regalia, and lingering fear of failure
The Needles came in the mail and lil shorty told me be careful
I think we on different pages, I tell her it won’t impale ya
I paint with oil-based or acrylic, I guess it’s not too important
My illustrations recorded for congregations enormous
The truffle oil is imported from a location remote
Couldn’t tell you specifics but I know it came on a boat, with a handwritten note
Several irons in fires, the flame beneath em I stoke
The wood crackle and glow, I stare at the smoke
I laugh to myself like somebody told me a joke
My stars started aligning
Must be that celestial timing because this wave I been riding turned to tsunami
Been figuring out my flavors, I finally mastered umami
Now I’m looking like a defensive lineman with both these thigh pads
Tweakin with the safe, I forgot the digits to bypass
Stand in front the scanner, remove the Burberry eyeglass
Door slowly open itself like a horror movie
Empty out my pockets, now I need a husband stitch on the Ksubis
The lines burned in my palms turn em to poems, in my brain it’s a lot going on
I got a tendency to steer my ship straight into storms
I wouldn’t be a skilled sailor if the ocean was calm
Droits parole : paroles officielles sous licence Lyricfind respectant le droit d'auteur.
Reproduction des paroles interdite sans autorisation.
Auteurs: Benjamin Glover, Jacob Rivera
Copyright: Sentric Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Too Lost LLC

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