flaming hot cheetos - Savage Ga$p, Keshore

flaming hot cheetos - Savage Ga$p, Keshore

Альбом
thinking of you, wherever you are
Год
2018
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
159420

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flaming hot cheetos

Savage Ga$p, Keshore

I got these Flaming Hot Cheetos on my fingers

I’m tryna hold you

Promise that I’ll always remember

That’s what I told you

Now I’m sitting wishing

And reminiscing these visions of our springtime days

Sunflower you was in full bloom

'Cause you that pretty girl I always see in my dreams

And maybe you can let him go and come be pretty with me

I feel that summertime breeze

Lullabies in the trees

And yo, your voice is like an angel

You an angel to me

You got a jean skirt, air max

Flowers in yo' hairband

Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand

Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that

Girl, you flaming hot

I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants

Jean skirt, air max, flowers in yo' hairband

Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand

Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that

Girl, you flaming hot

I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants

Jean skirt, air max, flowers in yo' hairband

Red dust, fingers, tryna hold yo' damn hand

Yea I said I love you, promise that I meant that

Girl, you flaming hot

I just wiped Cheetos on my damn pants

It just be like that, ay

Say you love her she don’t love you back

My heart be flaming just like some Cheetos

I need my Clairo back

Bubblegum chewing the cover, the wasteless taste is back

First nigga that jab at my heart, I feel like Vergil man

Sunflower picking, I eat her sunflower seeds

And World War 3 drive the pain

I swear to God I will leave

I need a Clairo shawty, uh

I need to hold you, uh

I be dreaming about my pretty girl

I wish I could love you

You vented on him Gucci

Like baby girl that’s a bad match

You Filas on my Suegos

Like a Future Vans at Golf stands

Haven’t left my bed yet

Dreaming 'bout a bad bitch

I’m just tryna get with you

Wishing I could bag that

It just be like that, ay

Say you love her she don’t love you back

My heart be flaming just like some Cheetos

I need my Clairo back

Bubblegum chewing the cover, the wasteless taste is back

First nigga that jab at my heart, I feel like Vergil man

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