Tightrope by Kallan Lyrics
[Hook]
We gon' buy
Rollies for the homies, double wrist and big sized
Pouring up a litre, straight up only ice
Pulling every bitch, any size
Now you over stepped the line so stop the mother fucking lies hoe
Cracked nose, back bone, keep my eyes low
Rack dosed, bath salts, we gon' die slow
Big boned, bitches always trynna slide on
Bitch you better fold because you've got some fucking high hopes
[Verse]
Pay your fees
You're fucking and spreading disease
Bruising your knees but why you all wanting a piеce
I can't find my keys, I gotta go fly oversеas
I'm real sick of being mistreated I feel like a dog on a leash
I don't like your confidence
Riddled with incompetence
Had to get her back, so I went and fucked on all her friends
Double suicide with my new bitch and we profited
Now this is a sign that I never needed both of them
And I just filled up
Foot down on the floor, it's sliding kicking red dust
Thought I found the one but then I fucking messed up
Jack because I'm feeling pressed up
On my own chopping eight balls at my fucking desktop, aye
[Hook]
We gon' buy
Rollies for the homies, double wrist and big sized
Pouring up a litre, straight up only ice
Pulling every bitch, any size
Now you over stepped the line so stop the mother fucking lies hoe
Cracked nose, back bone, keep my eyes low
Rack dosed, bath salts, we gon' die slow
Big boned, bitches always trynna slide on
Bitch you better fold because you've got some fucking high hopes
We gon' buy
Rollies for the homies, double wrist and big sized
Pouring up a litre, straight up only ice
Pulling every bitch, any size
Now you over stepped the line so stop the mother fucking lies hoe
Cracked nose, back bone, keep my eyes low
Rack dosed, bath salts, we gon' die slow
Big boned, bitches always trynna slide on
Bitch you better fold because you've got some fucking high hopes
[Verse]
Pay your fees
You're fucking and spreading disease
Bruising your knees but why you all wanting a piеce
I can't find my keys, I gotta go fly oversеas
I'm real sick of being mistreated I feel like a dog on a leash
I don't like your confidence
Riddled with incompetence
Had to get her back, so I went and fucked on all her friends
Double suicide with my new bitch and we profited
Now this is a sign that I never needed both of them
And I just filled up
Foot down on the floor, it's sliding kicking red dust
Thought I found the one but then I fucking messed up
Jack because I'm feeling pressed up
On my own chopping eight balls at my fucking desktop, aye
[Hook]
We gon' buy
Rollies for the homies, double wrist and big sized
Pouring up a litre, straight up only ice
Pulling every bitch, any size
Now you over stepped the line so stop the mother fucking lies hoe
Cracked nose, back bone, keep my eyes low
Rack dosed, bath salts, we gon' die slow
Big boned, bitches always trynna slide on
Bitch you better fold because you've got some fucking high hopes