Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glass Flows , by - Smino. Song from the album blkswn, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 13.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zero Fatigue
Song language: English
Glass Flows |
| Walking light on these glass flows |
| My tippy’s, I’m toe up |
| You know what, I’m thinking |
| I think |
| I think I made you too special |
| You took me, you shook me, you shh me |
| When I tried to think about you, babe |
| Walking past my feet |
| See, why you never need me? |
| You was really a vessel |
| You cut it, It blooded |
| I bled out, you ran out |
| It’s dead now |
| Lately I been thinking 'bout your glow again |
| Lately I been, lately I been thinking 'bout a go again |
| Don’t you know my diamond soul? |
| Don’t you know my time is gold? |
| Lately I been drinking, still dehydrated |
| 'Lil chocolate water, Henny got me callin', hello operator |
| Tell lil' shawty, grab the phone |
| Fuck around, done been too long |
| If I had another chance, I’d throw you off my back |
| If I knew you had a plan, I’d never say attack |
| Pity, pity, pitty pat, long paragraphs |
| Make me tisk when you get like that |
| Fall back, took a trip |
| Roll the luggage, burnin' pack |
| Fuck that, feelin' like I need a new thing |
| Walking light on these glass flows |
| My tippy’s, I’m toe up |
| You know what, I’m thinking |
| I think |
| I think I made you too special |
| You took me, you shook me, you shh me |
| When I tried to think about you, babe |
| Walking past my feet |
| See, why you never need me? |
| You was really a vessel |
| You cut it, It blooded |
| I bled out, you ran out |
| It’s dead now |
| Rest assured, you about to ruin your pedicure |
| Tippy-toeing this nigga in the Chi |
| Ca I go with ya, huh? |
| Feelin' like any nigga in the room can be the guy |
| Feelin' like every bitch I bone a skeleton of mine |
| Prolly why I felt insecure that one night out Chi |
| Ca I go back in time, can I Michael J. Fox? |
| Prolly call up Lil' Bari and turn Delorean to hotbox |
| Moon child, lil' shawty cry shootin' stars any time she cry |
| Cry me a river, I’ll teach you how to build a boat |
| I’m John Cena with visual |
| You can’t see me, can’t see me, no |
| I can’t, I can’t control myself |
| (Oh my God, you’re in my head) |
| I can’t, I can’t control my health |
| (Oh my God, you’re in my bed) |
| Walking light on these glass flows |
| My tippy’s, I’m toe up |
| You know what, I’m thinking |
| I think |
| I think I made you too special |
| You took me, you shook me, you shh me |
| When I tried to think about you, babe |
| Walking past my feet |
| See, why you never need me? |
| You was really a vessel |
| You cut it, It blooded |
| I bled out, you ran out |
| It’s dead now |
| I think I made you too special |
| I think I made you too special |