Lyrics

I got room in my fumes He fill my mind up with ideas I'm the highest in the room (It's lit) Hope I make it outta here She saw my eyes, she know I'm gone I see some things that you might fear I'm doin' a show, I'll be back soon That ain't what she wanna hear Now I got her in my room Legs wrapped around my beard Got the fastest car, it zoom Hope we make it outta here When I'm with you, I feel alive You say you love me, now don't lie Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die Keep the pistol on my side Case it's fumes He fill my mind up with ideas I'm the highest in the room Hope I make it outta here Case it's fumes He fill my mind up with ideas I'm the highest in the room Hope I make it outta here Runnin', runnin' 'round for the thrill Yeah, dawg, dawg, 'round my real Got the fastest car, it zoom Hope we make it outta here When I'm with you, I feel alive You say you love me, now don't lie Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die Keep the pistol on my side Case it's fumes He fill my mind up with ideas I'm the highest in the room Hope I make it outta here Case it's fumes He fill my mind up with ideas I'm the highest in the room Hope I make it outta here Keep the pistol on my side, keep the pistol on my side Hope I make it outta here Keep the pistol on my side, keep the pistol on my side Don't know how to Keep the pistol on my side, keep the pistol on my side Hope I make it outta here Keep the pistol on my side, keep the pistol on my side
Writer(s): Jacques Webster, Ozan Yildirim, Nik Frascona, Mike G. Dean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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