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1K Memories that I have for you are faded Get back to you when I made it And the road always leads back to you when I'm faded Yeah, wish I need you now Ooh, ooh, ooh Wish I need you now This that purple haze that got my eyes so low Feel like I'm still with you when I fly solo (still) One day your name ain't make me smile no more (still) For real, I lost one, and got five more hoes I'm not recently single, bitch, it's been over Bring some, bring some, bring some friends over Stackin' my chips like Pringles, bitches bend over For real, already knew the deal when my Benz drove up Bust down chain, she ring, you know it been froze up Try to snipe my ting but she been chose up Dabbin' on the eyes you know why I (yeah) Said I wouldn't leave you for the drugs, but I lied Memories that I have for you are faded Get back to you when I made it And the road always leads back to you when I'm faded Yeah, wish I need you now Ooh, ooh, ooh Wish I need you now Ooh, ooh, ooh Wish I need you now Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up? Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up? (My cup, double cup) Used to be home, nowhere to go, alone all by myself Numbers, they be diallin', crowds, they be arrivin' Now I'm covered with these diamonds, Tony Hawk, we grindin' Barely hittin' that gem, I buy these karats for my health Yesterday was cold, but today is something else Yesterday was cold, but today is something real Workin' they whole life just to feel the way I feel Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up? Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up? 50K large, yeah, foreign her car Push one to start, yeah, just give me your heart When I'm in Wraith, yeah, I'm seein' stars Like I'm from Mars, I don't like when we're apart, yeah I can barely find her, I got hoes in line up I can't make my mind up, searchin' 'til I find it I've been in your DM ever since I signed up Foreign car, no GM, thought I should remind her Feel like Jeremy Shockey when I skate Punchin' in numbers like Rocky, what's the rate? Treat my dick like Pocky, what it taste? OG, nigga, you copy and you paste Not tryna text with you, pick up Tryna connect with you, sync up Not tryna text with you, pick up Tryna connect with you, sync up Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up? Link up, link up, link up My cup, double cup, what's up?
Writer(s): Shakqueel Malcom Burthwright, Derek Fifi Bissue, Malik Johnson, Jeremy Russell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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