Lyrics

Drunk again at my friend's Trying to fly too much, yeah This is us, in the flesh Trying to drive too much Don't ask why I'm acting up Nothing has changed since the jump You know I do not give a fuck But you keep on pulling You keep on holding You should just fold in, fold in I don't wanna lay low Face on the dash, breaking the glass I forgot my halo Car full of cash, driving too fast Running around in my last boy's car You know I'mma take it too far I don't wanna lay low (lay low) Bottoms up, that's my cup Double down on sin Wish you bet, bet on me Double down again Don't ask why I'm acting up (oh my) Nothing has changed since the jump (nothing's changed) You know I do not give a fuck But you keep on pulling You keep on holding You should just fold in, fold in I don't wanna lay low Face on the dash, breaking the glass I forgot my halo Car full of cash, driving too fast Running around in my last boy's car You know I'mma take it too far I don't wanna lay low (lay low) But you keep on pulling You keep on holding You should just fold in, fold in But you keep on pulling You keep on holding You should just fold in, fold in I don't wanna lay low Face on the dash, breaking the glass I forgot my halo Car full of cash, driving too fast Running around in my last boy's car You know I'mma take it too far I don't wanna lay low (lay low) Lay low (lay low)
Writer(s): Carson Robert Scheidler, Alyssa L. Cantu, Taylor Jamison Hubert, Vidya Jyoti Sethu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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