Yeah
This is as far as you go (Woaaaah, hah)
Aight Trippy, let's go
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yuh
And I never got it back
Shawty said that she likes my ice, uh
She don't even like me back
Sold my soul to the love of the life, yuh
And I never got it back
Shawty said that she likes my ice, uh
But she don't even like me back
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yeah
But she don't even love me like that
Hit my line asking for some cash, yeah
But I don't even love you like that
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yeah
But she don't even love me like that
Hit my line asking for some cash, yeah
But I don't even love you like that
Lookin at my scars and I think of that day
Knowing that life will never be the same
I could be the one to end your pain
But that's all I have when I hear your name
I dont fuck with girls that call me "Trippy"
She hit me up cause I got drugs with me
Lookin like Gunna when I wear these skinnies
Yeah my heart broke, now I need a new kidney
How far will this feeling last?
I'd rather be dead than have it pass
There's gotta be more than racks
No time in my day for boring chats
I want expensive shit
I won't have what's less than this
There's gotta be more than racks, yeah
I need more than racks
Shawty don't know bout me
Writing all these tracks, so I keep it lowkey
Yeah she know I'm down
But I know that were just homies, uh
Wish someone would notice me
Falling apart right at the seems
Reliant on weed just to feel something
Spend nights in the clouds, so I don't ever dream
I-I-I can't go out sad
Pathetic lil bitch, don't know of that
Match my energy
Love to bang out, but real low key
Throw cooch she a quarterback
Ima catch it then run it back
Text me asking for some cash
But I don't even love you like that
You-you don't know what I go through
But when you're around I feel relieved
Copped a bag so I could know you
I hate it when you fuckin leave
Ima 1000 miles away, but I'm still thinking about you
Ima 1000 miles away, but I'm still thinking about you
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yuh
And I never got it back
Shawty said that she likes my ice, uh
She don't even like me back
Sold my soul to the love of the life, yuh
And I never got it back
Shawty said that she likes my ice, uh
But she don't even like me back
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yeah
But she don't even love me like that
Hit my line asking for some cash, yeah
But I don't even love you like that
Sold my soul to the love of my life, yeah
But she don't even love me like that
Hit my line asking for some cash, yeah
But I don't even love you like that
I-I-I can't go out sad
Pathetic lil bitch, don't know of that
Match my energy
Love to bang out but real low key
Throw cooch she a quarterback
Ima catch it then run it back
Text me asking for some cash
But I don't even love you like that
Woaaaah, hah
Aight trippy let's go