"Taxi" lyrics
"Taxi"
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
Pull up in a taxi
Driver, take a back seat
99 miles done
Vendetta and a handgun
Sitting in the backseat
With a muzzle as your mouthpiece
I spill them like a nosebleed
Always keep my shirt clean
Pull up
I'm gonna take your crown
I'm gonna, I'm gonna bleed you out
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
I'm gonna burn it down
Even the, even the royals bow
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
Riding in pink Cadillacs
You're moving slow, we're driving fast
In the trunk, hands at your back
We're gonna take all that you have
Pull up
I'm gonna take your crown
I'm gonna, I'm gonna bleed you out
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
I'm gonna burn it down
Even the, even the royals bow
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
I'm gonna take your crown
I'm gonna, I'm gonna bleed you out
Driving in pink Cadillacs
I'm gonna take your crown
I'm gonna, I'm gonna bleed you out
Gonna take all that you have
I'm gonna take your crown
I'm gonna, I'm gonna bleed you out
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
I'm gonna burn it down
Even the, even the royals bow
We demand it by the hour
We devour, control, power
Pull up
Writer(s): Georgia Mary South, Jeremy Abbiss, Amy Zipporah Azizeh Love
- AZLyrics
- N
- Nova Twins Lyrics
album:
"Who Are The Girls?" (2020)
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