blood bullet hit him like a tour bus. . Check the time on my Bevardo, my jazzy bitch in Milano. With niggaz pay me the model. Sway Louis on my feet, still runnin' the street. And I never missed a
Bài hát For Free - Lana Del Rey, Zella Day, Weyes Blood. I slept last night in a good hotel. I went shoppin' today for jewels. The wind rushed around in the dirty town. And the children let out from
Here's to the one with the smoking stare. Running through my head with a bolo knife. Chopping up the threads made up from looms. Of love and blood and hate and some empty tunes Eyes killer cold
peacocks down to the sawmill. And ground their bones into dust and blood meal. A rainbow of feathers and shame fell upon my wicked hand. Lucy, my love, get inside my Grand Torino. I tell you little girl
hello, it's Yoshimi. ahoo yoo yoo(?). hello. hello. listen to me Thurston. I've been told. camels are gold. why should I care. if you're so near. fun and games. so practic insane(?). alone