Texty

Got a pocket full of condoms Pocket full of systems Got drugs on an island, on the counter in the kitchen Feel like I see better when I barely can see, shawty Hungrier than ever, but I still can't eat Lil' babe just pour me up, drugs are my writer I smoke too much, can't go much higher Guess that depends, throwing gas on fire Over, over again So turn me up, I can't go quiet Notorious, I'm big with the vibe Can't open up, but I can't go higher Over, over again Sleep well, let me get my rest You know I nevеr can Replaying all in my head Over, ovеr again But details I'd rather spare You know I got no room left In my big, my big old head Over, over again Over I see your friends, I never ask for ya But they know I kept my foot up on the gas for ya Then I zoom right back to ya Then I zoom right past ya Baby yeah, now I'm back on gang shit Back on the ground, back on pavement And she like my fragrance Wearing my T-shirt, baby just take it She throw that vibe at me I promise I'ma catch it (ooh-ooh) Left the city, we got busy a And forget to leave a message (ooh-ooh) Got no service in the hills You gon' have to leave a message, ooh (brrrrr) Got a shawty in the field With an ass as big Texas (ooh) Lil' babe just pour me up, drugs are my writer I smoke too much, can't go much higher Guess that depends, throwing gas on fire Over, over again So turn me up, I can't go quiet Notorious, I'm big with the vibe Can't open up, but I can't go higher Over, over again Sleep well, let me get my rest You know I never can Replaying all in my head Over, over again But details I'd rather spare You know I got no room left In my big, my big old head Over, over again Over, over Over again Over, over Over again Over, over Over Over
Writer(s): Mason Sacks, Mike Seander, Hosu Yoon, Jake Anthony Procanik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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