歌词语境宇宙
Mind with no sense in it fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted with nine limos rented
Mind with no sense in it fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted with nine limos rented
Mind with no sense in it fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted with nine limos rented
Mind with no sense in it fried to get so frenetic
whose eyes get so squinted I'm blind from smokin 'em
with my windows tinted with nine limos rented