Smoke my lungs
Coke and rum
On the run
From the moon I'm tryna chase the morning sun
I ain't no saint
She ain't no nun
She wanna come over till the morning sun
Fangs out for the nighttime
Tryna find the right line
She just wanna white lie
Maybe it's the right time
Slow dance romance
Hold hands go mad
These h*es a no go
Get a slow dance no chance
That camera gon flash
That kodak gon black
Like she from the 954
She gon go trap
Got a mind that's so ill
Got a mind that's so ill
Swear to god I can't think
Swear to god I pop pills
Told my b*tch that I'd stop
All the xannies I pop
All these things that I do
Everything that I mock
Clean up crew
Do what we do
Come through with sweepers
Clean ya whole crew
Aye
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
That lil b*tch high
That lil b*tch all on my mind
That lil b*tch
That lil b*tch
That lil b*tch
Yeah she stuck up on my
That lil b*tch
Stuck on my mind
That lil b*tch
Stuck on my mind
Yeah she there all the time
I can't act like I'm fine
I can't act like I'm fine
That lil b*tch on my mind
That lil b*tch
That lil b*tch
Why you
Why you do me like this?
That lil b*tch on my mind
I can't act like I'm fine
That lil b*tch
That lil b*tch all on my mind
That lil aye aye aye
Yeah
Aye Aye
Yeah
Aye Aye
Yeah
That lil b*tch all on my
Smoke my lungs
Coke and rum
On the run
From the moon I'm tryna chase
Smoke my lungs
Coke and rum
On the run
From the moon I'm tryna chase the morning sun
I ain't no saint
She ain't no nun
She wanna come
She wanna come
She wanna
Fangs out for the nighttime
Tryna find the right line
She just want a white lie
Maybe it's the right time