baccarat - kringe lyrics
[verse 1]
i feel all my debts
the tax on my losses
sometimes wanna off (bl!ck)
thoughts make me nauseous
6 feet in the process chain and a locket
that 300 black cl!ck pain everlasting
baccarat
table shots and i’m nonchalant
so much loss shared on top of a table cloth
drawing 8s semi circles and feeling off
rooms full of kings of the moments servants of flipping loss
here go my life here my life again
deep south clipping windows and chasing loot
tight circle and never a stress we could ever lose
throwing bets at a table i can’t recoup
dim lights focus the dealers black out the options
all in sight room full of people who also on this
souls feeling cold paranoia switching the offense
the more more i win
the more confused on all this
[verse 2]
flights
round trips whip tha scooter bikes
venice sands skewed delight
going broke stomach tight
empty soul party nights
aye drunk and call the guys
taking ls and doing right
snakes will claim the heights
calabasas from south east antics in my life
every stage the same i sacrifice to sacrifice
hot box cigarettes and careless nights i reminisce
at casinos trading times i love for things to get
right now way too busy to connect
rooms so empty i create my distress
black 550s pull up and collect
black 550s pull up and collect
[verse 3]
only only only only only
me and myself
myself
just me and myself
myself just me and myself
only only only only only
me and myself
myself
just me and myself
myself just me and myself
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