Lyrics: Chillin Boi G
Music: Coach Wave
She forever wearing
rose colored glasses
drove right past me
on her way out of state
wasnt say nothing
I just lit the J
after J smoke so much,
man this shit is like a waste
I digress out of sight out of mind
I do my best double try double time
And I still just trip bout it.
Last trip had me off the wall
like a young mike. on sight
I like pretty b*****s that fight
pearly whites give her pipe
Then I flood her with ice
through the night,
I just creep through the city like like
If you talking on my phone
you better make that right
One call missed call
now its dead for the kill
She text I left
How I move with the steal
Still top floor thinking
How shit could get real
Im in a dark room
smoking parfume to the face
Let the music play Im in space
cosmic
find this
on some other planet shit Im honest
TBH
TBH
TBH
TBH
Im in a dark room
smoking parfume to the face
I can feel the stress coming
chest pumping like the
levy gon break
How you lie to me
and look me in the face
TBH
@0=J thousand dollars in my bag baby
Me and Chillin Boi G we going crazy
remember when you used to call me baby
used to come and kick it on the daily
now we just strangers
we move so dangerous
we not really talking
we not really banging
I know its so awkward
You walk in & say it
TBH
I dont like how you say shit
What you really want from a b***h
I aint playing
I aint with the talking
shit is all gaming
TBH I dont like....
TBH
Im in a dark room
smoking parfume to the face
Let the music play Im in space
cosmic
find this
on some other planet shit Im honest
TBH
TBH
TBH
TBH