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timbo finna – bonnie bond كلمات اغاني

feeling like a plane, i’m dropping alt-tude
jumping from the plane without a parachute
vibing on the beat, i’m shifting amplitude
drifting down the block, she on the avenue
she’s feeling like a bullet but i’m bulletproof
my heart is made of carbon, and it’s shatterproof
no attachments but the situation’s glued
set the mood, the l.e.d go molly colorful
amplify the source, i’m feeling so subdued
sink me like a submarine, i’m going blue
rarely change my tone, but i change att-tude
in your way i’d never ever stand occlude

i don’t need n-body else if i got you, that’s love
thought i’d do this all alone but now i’m in a bond
i swear on god to you i’d never ever speak a lie
i’m solid to you, swear we bonnie clyde it till we die
swear on god the touch of you just make me feel alive
we’ve been in the ground together, now were in the sky
feel like i’ve been falling but right now it’s more like flying
have me flying off the edge knowing i’ll never hit the ground

he wanna beef me, he a bread
got a scope up on his head, i ain’t gotta zoom
let it birdbox with the lead, i ain’t need to view
cashmere hoodie with the paccbet (print)
bet set, double up the pot, cash inn
what’s left on my upcoming dates on the calendar?
rolex on my wrist outta date but it’s solid gold
you ain’t got no signal, no antennas
pop a automatic with a silencer
run until you think you’re man enough, or run until you’re outta stamina
caught me in the moment staring in my codeine cup
there’s a few things that i really love
mona lisa’s looking gold faced
paper trail chase
scarification, if i’m ever running out of paper
i’m on ballpoint, set ablaze every page
hennessy and on a double x
doing damage to my vocal range
all in one, guess we’re all the same (yeah)

when i’m writing i make stars align
a new regime is coming up in rise
see the signs
real recognize real, right?
a new era is on occur
re-reform
conquer everything like genghis khan
the last ingredient is inside my mind
ugh.. (yeah) ugh..

all of the words that i spit is antique like a patek philippe, gucci appliqué
onyx on my ring i was angry and broke it punching concrete
if you get in you can’t leave
if you call shots on the weak, you are weak
louis bag keep me a piece
give her a trick for a treat
on so many drugs you’d fatigue
be consistent to me, that’s importance
chopper steady but i re-perform it
ink chopper gon hokus pokus
zoom off, never outta focus
don’t try to jump my fortress
need a bad b-tch, call my shorty
treat her good, bake it in the morning
get her warm but we’re in the cold
blindfolded in deep love like these drugs have me feeling lost/l-st in deep fuzz
that’s my cup, do not go sip hun
chainsmoking on a big blunt
linked up
call shots if you speak up
locked heart, no feelings hurt (nah)

- timbo finna

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