DeadInDesignerClothes

Riding in the car with it
Lying under the stars with it
Stop then I part with it
I ain't gonna start with it
Lighting up cigars with it
Smoking and living large with it
Do it before you're gone bitch
Dead in designer clothes bitch

Ash on the floor
I'm cashed, so you know
Don't expect me to move
No, don't expect me to choose
Doping on the road
I'm coping with the thoughts
You know that all my blinds closed
You know I never leave home

Did you ever think that-
(Maybe)
I would ever make that?
(Crazy)
No one ever knew me
(Honest)
Now they all on me
(Stop it)

Shit's never polished my flaws is a promise
Young scumbag never thought about college
No I'm not clean bitch
No I'm not nice
Just because you're making music too
Don't mean we alright

Riding in the car with it
Lying under the stars with it
Stop then I part with it
I ain't gonna start with it
Lighting up cigars with it
Smoking and living large with it
Do it before you're gone bitch
Dead in designer clothes bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Elmo O Connor, Ldotsdot
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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