Listen to Check Your Spam Folder by Istasha

Check Your Spam Folder

Istasha

Hip-Hop/Rap

2,026 Shazams

Lyrics

Days unknown, I'm finding ways to cope I cut the lens off of my vision, I'mma let you know A liquid laced, default, tuck in and pace it down, the vacant All of my hollow feels out of place, I'm out (o- ou-) I like the pace, play the part, like a lullaby All up in the moolah, I buy, I better pay the price I don't need a -, all I need is all like classified You supply the peace, all my pieces She lost the pieces that pacified Yeah I'mma need another one, a penalty Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris I stay off, do the hundred shots just likе a centipede, solemnly Let in the pity, I saw the discreet that I gotta feed I'mma need another one, a penalty Wander in the night like I'm a bat stuck in a tenebris L- L- L- Lost in the death grip 'Cause and effect, yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip Call station antics, now she's gonna undress I don't want, I don't want, I don't want bad trips Lost in the death grip 'Cause and effect, yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip Call station antics, now she's gonna undress I don't want, I don't want, I don't want with bad trips Lost in the death grip 'Cause and effect, yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one, just- Lost in the death grip 'Cause and effect, yeah Just the one, just the one, just the one with bad drip Call station antics, now she's gonna undress I don't want, I don't want, I don't want, bad trips (This is the owner of the house?) (Fuck you)
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