Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
It's tempting to stay in one place and stack up the comments and nudes
But Heaven's another day and I need sunlight while I'm doomed
Pour the honest in foundation, leave the fake shit out my room
'Cause my house won't fall on me, but your head might fall off you
And I'm really not that bold, I'm just truthful when they lie
I keep rinsing out the old when it clutters up my eyes
Demerarista that hasn't seen island times from time
And I heard that man's got a lot to say, but he's talking to himself online
All my talks are ambitious, though
I ear trained with my inner voice and my vocals sounding delicious now
Weaving pain 'til you're more aware and you reconcile with your stitches, grow
How'd you find your peace in '24?
It's none of your business, but I'm generous, so listen up
I got off of those socials 2017, 'cause it couldn't give me peace
Learn to dive and introspect, don't need their waves, I make new seas
Why is that tuga so talkative?
Ran up my vibrance and walked with it
All of my riddims are love, we're singing a praise for unspoken bliss
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Love it when she make that batty fly
Glass eyes, hands, thighs
Clap that gyat, that ass fine
Shaking off stress from wastemans her past time
Then sit pon my face one time to show me I'm baptized
We move at a pace that when we grow old, we're juking our hips with bad spines
Como lo canto so open and free
Blasting the intimates outta the speakers
Loving the vibes, you know that it's me, yeah
I'm not trying to fly, I'm finding release, yeah
We're all gonna die, I hope you peace here
We came from the tropics, we came from the riddims, I know how to grow my own peace
I found all your waves were too shallow 'cause end of the day, I'm losing on me
Genreless soul, my intersections in the sessions and the streets
Genreless soul, I'm way too complex to fit in a tweet
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English
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
It's tempting to stay in one place and stack up the comments and nudes
But Heaven's another day and I need sunlight while I'm doomed
Pour the honest in foundation, leave the fake shit out my room
'Cause my house won't fall on me, but your head might fall off you
And I'm really not that bold, I'm just truthful when they lie
I keep rinsing out the old when it clutters up my eyes
Demerarista that hasn't seen island times from time
And I heard that man's got a lot to say, but he's talking to himself online
All my talks are ambitious, though
I ear trained with my inner voice and my vocals sounding delicious now
Weaving pain 'til you're more aware and you reconcile with your stitches, grow
How'd you find your peace in '24?
It's none of your business, but I'm generous, so listen up
I got off of those socials 2017, 'cause it couldn't give me peace
Learn to dive and introspect, don't need their waves, I make new seas
Why is that tuga so talkative?
Ran up my vibrance and walked with it
All of my riddims are love, we're singing a praise for unspoken bliss
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Love it when she make that batty fly
Glass eyes, hands, thighs
Clap that gyat, that ass fine
Shaking off stress from wastemans her past time
Then sit pon my face one time to show me I'm baptized
We move at a pace that when we grow old, we're juking our hips with bad spines
Como lo canto so open and free
Blasting the intimates outta the speakers
Loving the vibes, you know that it's me, yeah
I'm not trying to fly, I'm finding release, yeah
We're all gonna die, I hope you peace here
We came from the tropics, we came from the riddims, I know how to grow my own peace
I found all your waves were too shallow 'cause end of the day, I'm losing on me
Genreless soul, my intersections in the sessions and the streets
Genreless soul, I'm way too complex to fit in a tweet
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
It's tempting to stay in one place and stack up the comments and nudes
But Heaven's another day and I need sunlight while I'm doomed
Pour the honest in foundation, leave the fake shit out my room
'Cause my house won't fall on me, but your head might fall off you
And I'm really not that bold, I'm just truthful when they lie
I keep rinsing out the old when it clutters up my eyes
Demerarista that hasn't seen island times from time
And I heard that man's got a lot to say, but he's talking to himself online
All my talks are ambitious, though
I ear trained with my inner voice and my vocals sounding delicious now
Weaving pain 'til you're more aware and you reconcile with your stitches, grow
How'd you find your peace in '24?
It's none of your business, but I'm generous, so listen up
I got off of those socials 2017, 'cause it couldn't give me peace
Learn to dive and introspect, don't need their waves, I make new seas
Why is that tuga so talkative?
Ran up my vibrance and walked with it
All of my riddims are love, we're singing a praise for unspoken bliss
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Báilalo, gózalo, como lo canto y lo siento yo
Love it when she make that batty fly
Glass eyes, hands, thighs
Clap that gyat, that ass fine
Shaking off stress from wastemans her past time
Then sit pon my face one time to show me I'm baptized
We move at a pace that when we grow old, we're juking our hips with bad spines
Como lo canto so open and free
Blasting the intimates outta the speakers
Loving the vibes, you know that it's me, yeah
I'm not trying to fly, I'm finding release, yeah
We're all gonna die, I hope you peace here
We came from the tropics, we came from the riddims, I know how to grow my own peace
I found all your waves were too shallow 'cause end of the day, I'm losing on me
Genreless soul, my intersections in the sessions and the streets
Genreless soul, I'm way too complex to fit in a tweet
Writer: Anthony Faria
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid