Текст песни TrillaBeatz - Lago

trail leads me smoothly

then loses track of my dog
but trails lead me gently
in flight on loopholes to old FAFN
the hut is not a house but there's sweat on the floor
and persons belmesa saved background

fuck those expensive
sing to me for help

Fuel type no person belmesa you bow
to the stars
Received
tochi knives

Planet troubles and a couple of years in the appendage
they do not have a plan for smooth trails
faun leading to evaporation in a sermon
get rid of soot every shred of those strands of gray
because each of them is a raised hill
Allegory under the guise that we supposedly quits
but why I was sharpening knives
if your repachek about how you do not want to live

soot every spare them a tuft of gray strands