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I.D.R.N Video (MV)




Performed By: Rachel Chinouriri
Featuring: Louis Culture
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Dan Nuamah, Louis Wright, Rachel Chinouriri




Rachel Chinouriri - I.D.R.N Lyrics
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[ Featuring Louis Culture ]

Lookin' back, let it sit
Through the open doors, fingertips
Got a thousand chances
Circumstances
But I promise, I'm over it

If I could drink
Let's sing
In the heart
Where you exist
If I commit
All the sins
That you think
Will we drink?
If I could drink
Let's sing
In the heart
Where you exist
If I commit
All the sins
That you think
Will we drink? (Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it)

Hit it on me back then
Young boys change their minds
A few of them told me
Bitter boys can't save men
Ones you leave behind
Are you happy?
You were a kid that lies
Don't need me to get by
By the way, no, I don't need you
I don't seek you
I should never have to worry of anything that you do
But you should know me better by now
And everywhere that I move
Easier said than done
Take a two, two for one
One for me, left with none
I'll die short of nothing (hmm, hmm, hmm)

Yeah
Stings my I sport
Illegal in love
Catch me out of this crime war
Shit f*cked up
Now you don't know to cry on lie on grind on
I don't talk much
I just turn the mic on
Why you walkin' out when there's things to say
That was wifey, 'til the rings were laid
Press restart this beginning stage has risen pain
We watched in his waves
Voices so loud that the neighbors thought
We was tryna chat to them through the walls
Dead insidem face lacks remorse
And all you keep asking is, "Who's a john?"
"What does she fulfill that I don't?" She said
The case isn't closed when it's open legs
Every single word kept me up at night
Even though we both agreed to go to bed
Oh Lord

Lookin' back, let it sit
Through the open doors, fingertips
Got a thousand chances, circumstances
But I promise, I'm over it

Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Hit it, oh, oh
Hit it, hit it, hit it

I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
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Lookin' back, let it sit
Through the open doors, fingertips
Got a thousand chances
Circumstances
But I promise, I'm over it

If I could drink
Let's sing
In the heart
Where you exist
If I commit
All the sins
That you think
Will we drink?
If I could drink
Let's sing
In the heart
Where you exist
If I commit
All the sins
That you think
Will we drink? (Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it)

Hit it on me back then
Young boys change their minds
A few of them told me
Bitter boys can't save men
Ones you leave behind
Are you happy?
You were a kid that lies
Don't need me to get by
By the way, no, I don't need you
I don't seek you
I should never have to worry of anything that you do
But you should know me better by now
And everywhere that I move
Easier said than done
Take a two, two for one
One for me, left with none
I'll die short of nothing (hmm, hmm, hmm)

Yeah
Stings my I sport
Illegal in love
Catch me out of this crime war
Shit f*cked up
Now you don't know to cry on lie on grind on
I don't talk much
I just turn the mic on
Why you walkin' out when there's things to say
That was wifey, 'til the rings were laid
Press restart this beginning stage has risen pain
We watched in his waves
Voices so loud that the neighbors thought
We was tryna chat to them through the walls
Dead insidem face lacks remorse
And all you keep asking is, "Who's a john?"
"What does she fulfill that I don't?" She said
The case isn't closed when it's open legs
Every single word kept me up at night
Even though we both agreed to go to bed
Oh Lord

Lookin' back, let it sit
Through the open doors, fingertips
Got a thousand chances, circumstances
But I promise, I'm over it

Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it
Hit it, oh, oh
Hit it, hit it, hit it

I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
I don't remember now
And I don't remember how
But it's a Friday night
Who am I taking out?
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Writer: Dan Nuamah, Louis Wright, Rachel Chinouriri
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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