CINE Lyrics

My life cinematic

Bumping acid with an addict

But i ain't got no medic

Moving round like nomadic

My skill moving automatic

With feels i'm sympathetic

Everything i do i make it right

I aint no basic

Baiting basic bitches with a fake faces texting

Saying baby i like fucking when you facing to the side

Yesterday i said imma come over in the night

Maybe i was lying cus i got bitches on the side

I need a needle in my trigger finger, listen

Singer ladi dadi line, touching you like a feline

Got em purring like a pussy, drinking game till i got boozy

Lose it, dead in the sofa, done tearin up a toozy

A candy going psssst foaming up in the bottom

Bottoms up, grape soda juice bubbling in bottle

Slanted eyes, with pale skin, im that kid from indo, with his dreams big

Seeing out the window,

Sun beaming, skies rising, dreams catching

Wind breezing, drake drizzy, laze rhyming

Mac's singing, ye's prayin , ty's creating

Skin glowing, fits icing, mind's thinking

Lee is fucking rhyming (Shut the fuck up)

Writing verses like the end of times, like the bible verse my verse is divine

Like veggies my bitch wears green, i call her mj

End of these days, might fuck around and got No way home

My song el fuego

My life cinematic

Bumping acid with an addict

But i ain't got no medic

Moving round like nomadic

My skill moving automatic

With feels i'm a sympathetic

Everything i do i make it right

I aint no basic

Baiting basic bitches with a fake faces texting

Saying baby i like fucking when you facing to the side

Yesterday i said imma come over in the night

Maybe i was lying cus i got bitches on the side

I'm the sleazy, i'm the realsies

End the seasons of the feelings

I'm just teasin with no feelin

Got my reasons, nothin on me

I feel dizzy, with the lyrics

I hear drizzy, on my speakerz

I feel peckish, i need eatin

Why you hatin, why you trolling

What you lackin, i providing

Why you staying, what you ponderin

Why you failing, why you stopping

Race still on what you make it

Only one way, movin up there

Like a rocket, make a ruckus

Make a sound, make it louder

People hatin, pulling down

Trample the gas, temper the bars

No time to guess, no time to die

Not just a phase, not to suffice

A milli phrase, a milli dimes

Affiliate, like billy gates

Not just bait, a delegate

I gamble fate, i generate

A better fate, for me to get

Crash on the gate, table i break

Friends or foe, talkin no more

You a bozo, like the joko

Abyssal flow, your flow so so