Letras
Gassed out like I'm in a race
It's a long run
Geek hard always take two when I'm on one
Pass time, shawty pass time with a real man
Fake love, fuck fake love
I'm a real fan
Gassed out like I'm in a race
It's a long run
Geek hard always take two when I'm on one
Pass time, shawty pass time with a real man
Fake love, fuck fake love
I'm a real fan
Tell me how I get so high, Idk me
Tell me how I look up here when below me
Tell me does your head stop
Does your heart skip three
Like off rip, do you think of me
I'm trying, you're trying too
Not angry, just sad at you
Still talk to myself like you
I hate me, more fond of you
Only wanna fuck me cause my money getting up
I just bent the corner in this big body truck
Don't tell me that you love me couldn't even give a fuck
Sorry, I ain't sorry bitch I'm shit out luck
Everything I give you always throw it back
Guess I'm sick and tired of pointing middle fingers up
You're boy just scored a 60 and then run it back
I just scored a 10 so I'm gone throw this molly up
I been running from me, myself, and I
Ain't nobody else could do it quite like me
Giving all my love to a chick that I don't love
If I keep this up I'm going down, down deep
Pulling up Bentley truck, put bottega on her butt
She gone get this purse by going down on niche
This a life I didn't want, so I'm putting up a front
I'm not stepping in this bitch without my glock on me
Gassed out like I'm in a race
It's a long run
Geek hard always take two when I'm on one
Pass time, shawty pass time with a real man
Fake love, fuck fake love
I'm a real fan
Gassed out like I'm in a race
It's a long run
Geek hard always take two when I'm on one
Pass time, shawty pass time with a real man