Ridin' in the car with it Lyin' under stars with it Stop then I part with it I ain't gonna start with it Lightin' up cigars with it Smoking and livin' large with it Do it 'fore you're gone, bitch Dead in designer clothes, bitch
Ash on the floor I'm cashed, so you know Don't expect me to move, no No, don't expect me to choose Dopin' on the road I'm coping with the thoughts You know that all my blinds closed You know I never leave home Did you ever think that Maybe I would ever make that Crazy No one ever knew me Honest Now they all on me Stop it Sittin' on my profits, applause is a promise Young scumbag never thought about college No, I'm not clean, bitch, no, I'm not nice Just 'cuz you making music too don't mean we alright
Ridin' in the car with it Lyin' under stars with it Stop then I part with it I ain't gonna start with it Lightin' up cigars with it Smoking and livin' large with it Do it 'fore you're gone, bitch Dead in designer clothes, bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
