Fever (Explicit)-Buckshot

Fever (Explicit)

歌手:Buckshot

时间:2025-08-22

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Fever (Explicit) - Buckshot/fakemink

Lyrics by:Woody Hammer/Tina Tempa

Composed by:Oscar 18/Grimoire

Produced by:oscar18/Grimoire

You know I'm cold but I'm hot I got a fever

I'm puttin' Tris in a Crush two litre

We got yay come fluffy like a bunny

Blood on my Givenchy tee nose runnin'

I'm with Buckshot summertime drivin'

Hot outside so we gotta keep the top off

Up now but you know I still bust shots

High grade they like wait lemme cop some

Swear to God I live in Kate Moss moments

Had it in my hands but I fumble when I hold it

Under city lights movin' outta frame

West Village bitch but she won't stay the same

Bones too sharp skin stays tight

Breath too slow from a long last night

Heart too fast and my chest gets tight

Cryin' out my name with tears in her eyes

Q for the fifty 25 eighth

She cute and she miss me callin' me bae

But I'on got time bitch I'm married to the game

Fast fast life man I'm lovin' this pace

Every leap of faith of fall

Fade away into the curtain call

I found God in the bathroom stall

Forgive my sins pray to Saint Laurent

You know I'm cold but I'm hot I got a fever

I'm puttin' Tris in a Crush two litre

We got yay come fluffy like a bunny

Blood on my Givenchy tee nose runnin'

I'm with Buckshot summertime drivin'

Hot outside so we gotta keep the top off

Up now but you know I still bust shots

High grade they like wait lemme cop some

You know I'm cold but I'm hot I got a fever

I'm puttin' Tris in a Crush two litre

We got yay come fluffy like a bunny

Blood on my Givenchy tee nose runnin'

I'm with Buckshot summertime drivin'

Hot outside so we gotta keep the top off

Up now but you know I still bust shots

High grade they like wait wait wait wait

Good dope no feelings

I'm so high call me the ceiling

Balenciaga bag full of whispers and pills

Dior on the dresser I got blood on the bills

Up down sideways but I'm fallin' backwards

Pop a painkiller Oxycodone wit' a Xanax

I was on the runways I was out in Paris

Now I don't even leave the house I'm embarrassed

You know I'm cold but I'm hot I got a fever

I'm puttin' Tris in a Crush two litre

We got yay come fluffy like a bunny

Blood on my Givenchy tee nose runnin'

I'm with Buckshot summertime drivin'

Hot outside so we gotta keep the top off

Up now but you know I still bust shots

High grade they like wait lemme cop some

Cop some cop some

Oscar Oscar

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