Lyrics: Lane Harry Muir
Music: Lily Papas/Lane Harry Muir/Ike Campbell
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don't say it
80,000 miles got me racing
Think I got too high the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
****, Lexapro. Thats my fragrance
80,000 miles got me racing
Now baby I got my own card, who gonna charge?
Started a dollar a cup front of my yard
Now people pay me to drink guess I'm a star
I'm hitting rock bottom I think that's why it's hard
Life is a movie thats clear call it a Blu Ray
Realise you're no longer here why I'm so blue babe
Got the expensivest shit, calling me 2 Chainz
Why I'm still feeling like shit?
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don't say it
80,000 miles got me racing
Think I got too high the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
****, Lexapro. Thats my fragrance
80,000 miles got me racing
I love you but I will never say it
I look cool but really I am breaking
I love you but I will never say it
I look cool but really I am breaking
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don't say it
80,000 miles got me racing
Think I got too high the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
****, Lexapro. Thats my fragrance
80,000 miles got me racing