Letras
You pulling your hair back,
just for me
(Just for me)
Stay reading a book,
I'm so far geeked
(I'm so far geeked)
Blunt smoke in the Maybach,
gas not cheap
(Gas not cheap)
You down with a white boy,
just like me
(Just like me)
Money good but I'm alone
White wine to the dome
I will cry bout a hoe
Bad bitch to the bone
Sad kid money long
Goodbye to the pain from the poppies
You cried on the phone we were talking
I follow the way you were walking
With your red little hood and your stockings
Don't follow the way, follow the way,
follow the way
With your red little hood and your stockings
Don't fall away, fall away, fall away
With your red little hood and your stockings
I find it hard seeing pictures of old me
Is that so bad going back to the old me?
Baby you read mind I miss you all time
Don't ever say goodbye,
you'll kill all the butterflies
(You'll kill all the butterflies)
You'll kill all the butterflies
You pulling your hair back,
just for me
(Just for me)
Stay reading a book,
I'm so far geeked
(I'm so far geeked)
Blunt smoke in the Maybach,
gas not cheap
(Gas not cheap)
You down with a white boy,
just like me
(Just like me)
(Just like me)
(You're just like me)