Don't Rush Me (feat. Smilze) - Bwoiskipper

Let's wake up in the afternoon Pretend that we got nothing to do No we don't have to go by any agenda We can make up our own rules I see the way you're looking at me Baby know I'm feeling it too We can just light up every candle Move from room to room Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Hanging on every touch Baby don't rush, no no Baby don't rush Throw the map out of the window Taking the long way around To a secret place where no one could find us A little place we can call our own Come over here and take a picture Something we can hang on to We can look back and try to remember All the crazy things we gonna do Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Just hanging on every touch Baby don't rush Baby don't rush Stopping every minute just because you're in it Stopping every minute just because you're in it Stopping every minute Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be Stopping every minute just because you're in it Wishing everyday was Sunday, you're right next to me It's how it's supposed to be (supposed to be) Just hanging on every touch Baby don't rush no no Baby don't rush (Baby don't rush) Baby don't rush Baby don't rush

Don't rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go crunch Grab and buy, make 'em go bust (buss) Eye for eye, make 'em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (pop) Where you dey go? (Go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off) Blammed her twice, man it's so tough Aight yo, put the Belaire on her batty, make it kotch Seen the watch, now she wanna give crotch Boy got ps, now she hopping in the pod Man in real life sugar, gyaldem haffi get wopped (yeah) Know she want dark, told her, "Meet me at the top" Switching lanes the other day, I seen her waiting for a bus Baby this a Moncler sweater, Diesel denim Buy another while my pockets fat like Heather Neck froze like I don't know no better Benzo truck, white seats and they leather Go broke never, on my grind She make it clap like I'm Busta Rhymes Young T Bugsey A long time the people a meh hear from me at all Another murderation in the first degree Come on! Man you get cuff Oh you're gwammin so much Oh you're so fluff City boi we turn up baby all of them are bluff Only part we about, you no say that we nuff Gyalest thing See them fill up on us Had to make every denim, and diggin out your guts Fucking up your weave, me know you need a brush She come fi cocky again, because it is a must (trust) Look on chune trifery adjust Like somebody did a killa, the way that she-a cuss Frame 'em to them filla, from every nut she bust Fuck it like gorilla, make that put on me plush (Busta Bust) Some well like move like them a dance No one I'm not me talk them, for run off fidi guns Relax your liquor sulk boi, don't fuck people fun Before you and your friend die, just know I ain't the one Done Don't rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go crunch Grab and buy, make 'em go bust (buss) Eye for eye, make 'em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (pop) Where you dey go? (Go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off) Blammed her twice, man it's so tough Flood my ice, make a ho' blush Back at the tour bus, gettin' caught up DSquared got 'em distressed, gotta hand wash New racks with the old Nikes in the shoe box Keep my stripes, no cuffs Pull up in a new plate and she might just She weren't tryna move bait when our eyes locked New tints on the coupé, that's her head lost Off my whites, right my wrongs Gucci my mum, while you diddle your thumbs Count my sums, this is gonna get long Love my green, I'm tryna get strong Tryna get bun, where I'm from, it's on Yes, man don't take no dumb, threats They see funds, they hop, fence We been up, not up next Don't rush, slow touch Brown and white, like I go crunch Grab and buy, make 'em go bust (buss) Eye for eye, make 'em lose trust White rum, fizzy pop (pop) Where you dey go? (Go) We dey go up Catch my vibe (vibe), let me go off (off) Blammed her twice, man it's so tough