MALARKEY Lyrics

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No stress

I bless in the darkness

I roll my woods then i bark it

Push button way I start

I park I bark then spark it

Told her to quit the malarkey

Yummy in her tummy

Straight from Starsky

Think she a slavic

She a bad habit

Magic

Giving me top

Like a hat with a rabbit

That shit is savage

I broke her heart from the start

Still have it

Pyromania every girl that I match with

Fire

Melted

Fire fire

I roll up

She tired

Tired

Pirelli my tires

Screechin'

We get high every week

Till the weekend

Echoes of silence

Peakin'

I'm not a liar

I'm dreamin'

You don't know what i think

You don't roll up the pink

Astro

Curls in my hair make an afro

When i hit from the back

She wanna cuddle after

I don't think I love her actually

Gone of the Mary Kate & Ashley

Somebody yell timber

Another tree built

I smoke my ops in a philly

Grape

Strawberry

Kiwi

Can't B or C me

Give her the D

Smokin' seaweed

Smokin' the nori

Lil boy just watchin' my story

I could tell

She in the rodeo

I could tell

Ridin' me like horsey doe

I could tell

I could tell

Heart frozen

Frosted

Colder

She put my head on my shoulder

She put my hand where it's supposed to

Sendin her emails postman

Spreadin' her lips for the photo

That girl wet

That girl let

She neck

That girl head the best

Discovery channel

Animal special

Vet

Post traumatic stress

A veteran

I'm going in for the kill

Parents they came from Manila

My girl caramel vanilla

Skin so tan

Skin so soft to the touch

Hands

I seen her do it with no hands

I seen her do it again

I seen her do it again

Top left

No stress

I bless in the darkness

I roll my woods then i bark it

Push button way I start

I park I bark then spark it

Told her to quit the malarkey

Yummy in her tummy

Straight from Starsky

Think she a slavic

She a bad habit

Magic

Giving me top

Like a hat with a rabbit

That shit is savage

I broke her heart from the start

Still have it

Pyromania every girl that I match with

Fire

Melted

Fire fire

I roll up

She tired, tired

Pirelli my tires

Screechin'

We get high every week

Till the weekend

Echoes of silence

Peakin'

I'm not a liar

I'm dreamin'