I do not know
If you go you may just never catch up
Where do I go
Maybe I'll sleep and just never wake up
Maybe I'll keep my foot down on the clutch
Maybe this calls for a delicate touch
You might catch me rolling dutch for a crutch
Might just be better to sit down and hush
Just Roll with the flow
I dont really know right now
Been a minute since we kicked it in the house
Been a minute now I guess I'm a brand name
Forgot my face now I guess its a damn shame
Hood down got me looking like a lampshade
All talk but its filled up with dead air
Split ways now we in a different head-space
Young-blood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Bigger than me
Masked up
Cairo feels realer than me
Fields further than three eyes could see
Sunrise come and I wont feel the heat
I got the receipt
I cashed that check early
Been overheated
Laid out in a gurney
Evil through pearlies
They look at me dirty
These females too thirsty
Name printed on jersey
I'll cross that line in a flash
Leave these hoes begging for mercy
I'm blazing a path
Wings on my feet like I'm Hermes
In fact
Spitting some heat
Now I'll drown in the wax
Working to eat
My hands tied in a pact
I can see clearly
No need for contacts
I can see clearly
That she steady missing me
Dissing me heavily
Too bad she'll never be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Cairo - Sitara Lyrics
Cairo - Sitara Lyrics
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I do not know
If you go you may just never catch up
Where do I go
Maybe I'll sleep and just never wake up
Maybe I'll keep my foot down on the clutch
Maybe this calls for a delicate touch
You might catch me rolling dutch for a crutch
Might just be better to sit down and hush
Just Roll with the flow
I dont really know right now
Been a minute since we kicked it in the house
Been a minute now I guess I'm a brand name
Forgot my face now I guess its a damn shame
Hood down got me looking like a lampshade
All talk but its filled up with dead air
Split ways now we in a different head-space
Young-blood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Bigger than me
Masked up
Cairo feels realer than me
Fields further than three eyes could see
Sunrise come and I wont feel the heat
I got the receipt
I cashed that check early
Been overheated
Laid out in a gurney
Evil through pearlies
They look at me dirty
These females too thirsty
Name printed on jersey
I'll cross that line in a flash
Leave these hoes begging for mercy
I'm blazing a path
Wings on my feet like I'm Hermes
In fact
Spitting some heat
Now I'll drown in the wax
Working to eat
My hands tied in a pact
I can see clearly
No need for contacts
I can see clearly
That she steady missing me
Dissing me heavily
Too bad she'll never be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
If you go you may just never catch up
Where do I go
Maybe I'll sleep and just never wake up
Maybe I'll keep my foot down on the clutch
Maybe this calls for a delicate touch
You might catch me rolling dutch for a crutch
Might just be better to sit down and hush
Just Roll with the flow
I dont really know right now
Been a minute since we kicked it in the house
Been a minute now I guess I'm a brand name
Forgot my face now I guess its a damn shame
Hood down got me looking like a lampshade
All talk but its filled up with dead air
Split ways now we in a different head-space
Young-blood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Bigger than me
Masked up
Cairo feels realer than me
Fields further than three eyes could see
Sunrise come and I wont feel the heat
I got the receipt
I cashed that check early
Been overheated
Laid out in a gurney
Evil through pearlies
They look at me dirty
These females too thirsty
Name printed on jersey
I'll cross that line in a flash
Leave these hoes begging for mercy
I'm blazing a path
Wings on my feet like I'm Hermes
In fact
Spitting some heat
Now I'll drown in the wax
Working to eat
My hands tied in a pact
I can see clearly
No need for contacts
I can see clearly
That she steady missing me
Dissing me heavily
Too bad she'll never be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Youngblood, sitara
Sipping and dripping
You could say its karma
She might be
Youngblood, Sitara
Summertime parkas
For me and the gang
Might need to down a sonata
Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats
Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think
Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink
She might be
Writer: Daekwon Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid