Pretty Pacc
Yeah
6 Dogs, hey, that's me
I don't make songs I make portals
Ayy, portals
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I was down bad, now I'm doing alright
Wrist looking like the Milky Way starry night
I can't see the ground from here, that's a scary sight
'Rari in the stratosphere, can't be scared of heights
We was on the interstate (Yeah, yeah)
Faces all pass away (Oh, oh), yeah
Wonder what their lives are like (Oh), yeah
Wonder how they spend their days (Yeah, yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
She play me like a drum, good thing I'm a rapper
And that's when I thought I couldn't get any sadder
I even made a track for flowers on Saturn
I wish I never did that, at least the song still slaps
Benz truck outer space, we don't need roadmaps
I just want a lil' taste, space food still slaps
Need a smile on when it all fades to black
Earth's out the window, we ain't going back
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go
(But no one can go)
Yeah
6 Dogs, hey, that's me
I don't make songs I make portals
Ayy, portals
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I was down bad, now I'm doing alright
Wrist looking like the Milky Way starry night
I can't see the ground from here, that's a scary sight
'Rari in the stratosphere, can't be scared of heights
We was on the interstate (Yeah, yeah)
Faces all pass away (Oh, oh), yeah
Wonder what their lives are like (Oh), yeah
Wonder how they spend their days (Yeah, yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
I don't make songs, I make portals
We just ride our wave like Squirtles
It don't really matter who hurt you
Only thing that matters is they hurt you
She play me like a drum, good thing I'm a rapper
And that's when I thought I couldn't get any sadder
I even made a track for flowers on Saturn
I wish I never did that, at least the song still slaps
Benz truck outer space, we don't need roadmaps
I just want a lil' taste, space food still slaps
Need a smile on when it all fades to black
Earth's out the window, we ain't going back
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go (Yeah)
Windows to the soul (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Eyes can look, but no one can go
(But no one can go)
album: "Hi-Hats
& Heartaches" (2019)
It's
Worth Feeling Empty <3
The Basement
Finger Roll
(Lefty)
Earth
Bound (Ness + Lucas Team Up!)
Prada Shoes
Daffodils
Could've
Been So Much
Trust Issues
Zero Gravity
Hands Up (Pink
Sun)
Take Me Away
Crying In
The Rarri
The Other Side
Bipolar
Portals
Blessings
Blue
Water (Summer's Over Tho)
Butterfly
Doors 2 My Mind
Goodwill Linen
Dreams Are
Portable
Messed Up
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