azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

abquest - walkie talkie lyrics

Loading...

(hook)

ignorance is bliss, when you drink too much
and smoke a lot (i just rolled a blunt and popped a bottle)
munchies in the pot
don’t you judge me chief, bamba le grief, when i am in the spot
(middle finger to the commentators), they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(they out here in the city)
talking sh-t they know nothing about
(middle finger to the commentators)
they just talk a lot

(verse 1)

feeling sober is getting kinda weird
it brings out my tattoo tears
i am sinner not sincere
to my inner-self i fear
my bars could buy me a few beers
breathe smoke that i can’t clear
i am on the drive way with no gears
feeling smooth like a shaved beard

i see ya chats from a mile away
lemme just warn you, stay away
linguistic weapons is what i spray
to those that try they fade away
with a site of sadness in they face
they tripped on me loose shoe lace
but i stand still, who you shake?
f-ck with me, two pull skaiv

(hook)

ignorance is bliss, when you drink too much
and smoke a lot (i just rolled a blunt and popped a bottle)
munchies in the pot
don’t you judge me chief, bamba le grief, when i am in the spot
(middle finger to the commentators), they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(they out here in the city)
talking sh-t they know nothing about
(middle finger to the commentators)
they just talk a lot

verse 2

okay okay okay okay (okay)
the sun is up i just got up, it’s time to wake and bake
you see it in my face, i got a lot to say
so how much more will my life be f-cked up today
got bad wh0r-s and mad bros
but i am cuffed like i am django
i am smoking plants that i can’t grow
i am broke, and munching on go-slos
i hear voices in my echo
with no life like a skekro
not a saint or an angel, i got h-rns on my halo

(hook)

ignorance is bliss, when you drink too much
and smoke a lot (i just rolled a blunt and popped a bottle)
munchies in the pot
don’t you judge me chief, bamba le grief, when i am in the spot
(middle finger to the commentators), they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(walkie talkies) they just talk a lot
(they out here in the city)
talking sh-t they know nothing about
(middle finger to the commentators)
they just talk a lot



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...