L.A. Love
L.A. Love, fuckin' on a thot, purple double-cups
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up the phone, yah'
But trust me, I don't care about them hoes, yah'
If it's for you, I'll burn a single, rose
To show why you're done to me, will you stop calling my phone?
I say, ride through the night, in a S-Class Benz
Louis-V' and cocaine, snortin' lines with my friends
Put it on the 'gram, bullet holes in my car
Started from the bottom, and it's never gonna end
I snort cocaine, in the night lights
In a Benz truck, make me feel alright
With a new girl, told me she'd love lines
L.A. Love, you make me feel alright
L.A. Love, fuckin' on a thot, purple double-cups
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
L.A. Love, fuckin' on a thot, purple double-cups
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up the phone, yah'
But trust me, I don't care about them hoes, yah'
If it's for you, I'll burn a single, rose
To show why you're done to me, will you stop calling my phone?
I say, ride through the night, in a S-Class Benz
Louis-V' and cocaine, snortin' lines with my friends
Put it on the 'gram, bullet holes in my car
Started from the bottom, and it's never gonna end
I snort cocaine, in the night lights
In a Benz truck, make me feel alright
With a new girl, told me she'd love lines
L.A. Love, you make me feel alright
L.A. Love, fuckin' on a thot, purple double-cups
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
L.A. Love, fuckin' on a thot, purple double-cups
Imma' die young
Fast in a benz, all friends dead, 4 AM
I got' demons in my bed
She told me, yah', I should really sober up
I'm calling your phone, 'cause I know you're up
I know you hate me, so you won't pick up
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Writer(s): Nightmre 0x905
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