Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song address on the internet, artist - MOD SUN. Album song BB, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 09.11.2017
Record label: Rostrum
Song language: English
address on the internet |
| I don’t think they understand |
| I’m just tryna be the band |
| When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can |
| I don’t think they understand |
| I’m just tryna be the band |
| When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can |
| Don’t want no wait up, I stay up |
| With all of my friends |
| I’m like just post my address on the internet |
| I think I invited every girl in my DMs |
| I bet my neighbors gonna have to call the cops again |
| I don’t really care, they got no hair on they head |
| Always asking me why my eyes so red |
| Probably 'cause I’m high like the grateful dead |
| (When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can) |
| Tie-dye my sky till the day I die |
| I just hid a beeper |
| Still, I think I’ll spread my wings and learn to fly |
| Yeah, it ain’t my fault but I used to stop trying |
| It’s one thing that you can’t deny |
| Ask me if I had some more, I lie a lot |
| I got a secret stash underneath my mattress |
| That shit gon' keep me up til' bad trips |
| I’m so high I can barely traffic |
| So I don’t wanna have to do the atlas |
| Don’t want no wait up, I stay up |
| With all of my friends |
| I’m like just post my address on the internet |
| I think I invited every girl in my DMs |
| I bet my neighbors gonna have to call the cops again |
| I don’t really care, they got no hair on they head |
| Always asking me why my eyes so red |
| Probably 'cause I’m high like the grateful dead |
| (When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can) |
| I don’t think they understand |
| I’m just tryna be the band |
| When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can |
| I don’t think they understand |
| I’m just tryna be the band |
| When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can |
| Tie-dye my sky til' the day I die |
| I don’t wanna play, I just wanna think |
| By how much I spend my life |
| Roll the, roll the, roll the, roll the dice |
| It’s gon' be alright |
| I know I say I got nothing to hide |
| I lie a lot |
| I got a secret stash underneath my mattress |
| That shit gon' keep me up til' bad trips |
| I’m so high I can barely traffic |
| So I don’t wanna have to do the atlas |
| Don’t want no wait up, I stay up |
| With all of my friends |
| I’m like just post my address on the internet |
| I think I invited every girl in my DMs |
| I bet my neighbors gonna have to call the cops again |
| I don’t really care, they got no hair on they head |
| Always asking me why my eyes so red |
| Probably 'cause I’m high like the grateful dead |
| (When you live it, I don’t live it |
| You do everything you can) |