2021.06.11.
damaged coffin
Hello, this is Mr Quang TeoBorn in a street that doesn't care who gets rich or poor
The haters try to be on par some day
Trying too hard is dead, get on an ambulance, no one take you away
Ye yeee
Lowkey, Vietnamese, yellow skin eyy
Buy more Nike and more gold stars but not rakish eyy
Yong boi wears a robe can only play the piano and throw flowers dreamily eyy
Well, don't say anything, the promise girls with golden sun but they're not safe
Baby is so far away now
Silently driving in the dark to find the familiar corner that we usually sit
And that loneliness is like a damaged coffin on the hill
That's all, the winter heart won't be able to love anymore
Ye yee
Yong boi is like that now
Gucci and Dior are like a son I want to hold him
Second-rate star, I don't think it bothers me, when underground stands next to it
Ye Yong boi is like that now you can't replace it
Ye yee
Flow is like an AK gun, Anaconda ye, it's too smooth
The long way has to increase the gas to surround the honest boy
Adventure is like going away, who stays at home to take care of their elderly parents?
Then the goal isn't a bunch of dollars but it's
Yong boi is like that now
Gucci and Dior are like a son I want to hold him
Night and day in the studio making good tunes with the wind
Ye Yong boi is like that now you can't replace it