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lirik lagu bladee – gatekeeper

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[intro]
f-ck me like you’re leaving
you’re the only reason my heart’s beating
heart racing, uneven pulse, speeding
your boyfriend is a lame, i could beat him
f-ck me like you’re leaving
f-ck me like you got no, got no feelings

[verse 1]
sinking, peeling, wishing i was dreaming
i’m a keychain on your hook, it’s reeling
dog daycare, d&g choker
night-goer, i’m a kush blower
pop out like a gopher, move over
count it like a coder, one, two, three
four, five, six, it’s over
ecco pull up in a rover, i’ma show her
i’ve been playing with my nose, now my nose hurt
i’ma hit a home run, i’m the striker, i don’t like her
i hate her, i’m just playing, yeah i love her
but it’s sad ’cause we don’t like each other
we don’t go together, f-ck it i don’t do this
i’ma move past it, i’ma move past it, i got it
drain gang, i got dirty tricks, street magician
you’re not on my level so we can’t do compet-tion
i miss him, yeah r.i.p. barron, yeah i miss him
i know we would be getting turnt in a second
lesson, take it all to the chin, a lesson
drain gang, i feel like we the new one direction
thaiboy, yeah i said it twice, free thaiboy
i don’t want to be -ssociated with you rappers

[hook]
f-ck your little check, your party, take me off it
f-ck your free drinks, that sh-t just make me nauseous
i f-cked up a few times, it just made me cautious
f-ck your little helping hand, yeah i got this

[verse 2]
i’ma hold this bank account, pay your bosses
you can’t hit me after eight cause then i’m off it
i’ma make my way down, have to pay no bloggers
i’ma get behind the gate, yeah like a locksmith
i don’t know ’bout you, but me, i fiend that darkness
sleep, sleep-walking, bury my f-cking carc-ss
i know they hating on the low, i caught it
hole in my head, i’m tryna find out who god is
baby, you’re a goddess, you’re flawless
smoking cabbage, you’re smoking on that garbage
f-ck being an artist, i still will go the hardest
you a worker, i see your -ss at target

[hook]
f-ck your little check, your party, take me off it
f-ck your free drinks, that sh-t just make me nauseous
i f-cked up a few times, it just made me cautious
f-ck your little helping hand, yeah i got this

[outro]
i’ma hold this bank account, pay your bosses
you can’t hit me after eight ’cause then i’m off it
i’ma make my way down, have to pay no bloggers
i’ma get behind the gate, yeah like a locksmith