concede (feat. mollystar) - conner o'kane lyrics
[verse 1] (conner o’kane)
yeah we on some coked up blues
in the back of the green*tiled bathroom
you’ll catch me brushing my t**th
a bad taste in my mouth the past three f*cking months (ugh)
corned in the kitchen with a bad b*tch
but she might be a little too bad
i’m too wired for a dead f*cking party
b*tch don’t tell me that you’re tired
or they’ll give you too much
(mollystar)
yeah we got some coked out blues
i put it in her nose, she really like to sneeze
but don’t snooze
’64 impala, that’s how i cruise
i takе her to any bar, any place
that she choosе
(conner o’kane)
now we in the belly of the beast
in the car like a boat, how we swerving down the street
i say “i know a good couple of places to eat”
and before we go, we boutta start with some green
(mollystar)
got two hoes and they like divas
and we smoking on sativa
got four arms on me like shiva (shiva)
i got two girls in this coupe
tryna tell me what to do
tell me where to go, where’s the route?
[chorus]
when you take that road it’s sure for you
that you’ll concede or you can bleed
your options one and two, they don’t look to good
when you take that road it’s sure for you
that you’ll concede or you can bleed
your options one and two, they don’t look to good
[verse 2] (conner o’kane)
crumpled in the kitchen like a dishrag
i’m holding less than what i came in with
just throw me back in the wash
maybe this time i’ll find a way to clean up the mess
started down a path that’s like a tightrope
it pushed me to learn a f*cking slipknot
i’m kinda hoping that i fall
don’t have the b*lls to make the leap
into the void even though
i know i’m the best
(mollystar)
if you ain’t talking ’bout getting rich then you ain’t
talking ’bout sh*t
i’m talking ’bout stay up 4am till you make a hit
i’m talking ’bout make a song then move on to the next
i’m talking ’bout hit your b*tch until she get my text (get my text)
i’m talking ’bout hit your b*tch then move on to the next
i’m talking ’bout get the p*ssy then move on to the neck
i’m talking ’bout hit the islands when i hit that jet
i’m talking ’bout all the sh*t that you can’t comprehend
[chorus]
when you take that road it’s sure for you
that you’ll concede or you can bleed
your options one and two, they don’t look to good
when you take that road it’s sure for you
that you’ll concede or you can bleed
your options one and two, they don’t look to good
[outro instrumental]
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