Lyrics Silent - K. Forest

Silent

Come taste Brazil and get a thrill of California
Bossa nova, gourmets entrees, I could show ya
Bring my wifey, treat her like she my señora
She feel my presence and my essence, it’s my aura
Me and flyin' past her in the section (Zoom)
Energitize, it go in the section (Yeah)
Pick your poison we got liquor, we got trees (Trees)
When you poppin', you don’t pay nothin' it’s free
Since '08, yeah
I smell the hate, yeah
But a scene from my life, is many takes, yeah
New York plates, yeah
I’m in your state, yeah
I kill the scene and I leave yellow tapes, yeah
I don’t chase, yeah, I stay the same
'Cause wearin' all black defines my traits, yeah
My soul is dark, my blood is dark
Where’s the spark?
Pa-pass the spark (Pass it)
That loud you rollin it be silent (Silent)
That ish be mute, yeah that ish be mute yeah
Yves Saint Laurent, yes I be stylin' (Stylin')
Don’t wear no suits, I don’t dress to suit (Yeah)
I make the product and they buy it (Buy it)
I get 'em hooked, yes I get 'em hooked, yeah (Oh woah)
Hey shawty let’s go somewhere private
Off the records, this is off the books, yeah (Yeah)
I take no vacays, I just get a sangria
Lime and berries and strawberries, what I’m feelin'
I’m in the mood, yeah my ego to the ceilin'
I cancel Ubers if I see that it’s a Kia
Quick stop at Roscoe’s, get my waffles and my pollo
To eat with me I need to sense that you be loyal
I started from the ground I know a lot of soil
Execute my plans, I promise it won’t foil
I’m in the space, yeah, crystal drapes
And my feet up on the sofa, eatin' grapes
It was late, she wanna mate
So I have Jeffrey comin' open up the gate
I don’t chase, yeah, I stay the same
'Cause wearin' all black defines my traits, yeah
My soul is dark, my blood is dark
Where’s the spark?
Pa-pass the spark
That loud you rollin it be silent
That ish be mute, yeah, that ish be mute yeah
Yves Saint Laurent, yes I be stylin'
Don’t wear no suits, I don’t dress to suit, yeah (Yeah)
I make the product and they buy it (Buy it)
I get 'em hooked, yes I get 'em hooked, yeah (Yeah, ah)
Hey shawty let’s go somewhere private
Off the records, this is off the books, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah
Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah
Yeah-e-yeah, yeah
Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah
Yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah, yeah-e-yeah