Passenger Seat
Crying i know you sick of
Crying I know you sick of
Trying i know you sick of lies
I know you sick of crying
I know you sick of trying
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick woah
i know you
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
Look see every king need it's queen
I just told lil baby ain't no wealth without we
Need a fucking lambroghini so i can push it top speed
But i only want it if you in the passenger seat
And the way that she act so dramatic to me
Lust hypnosis
Drop it down low then hold it
Here's the gun can you tote
If i give you the grass can you roll it
That ass i'm own it
Crying i know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of trying
I know you sick of love
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick trying
I know you sick of crying
I know you sick woah
I know you sick
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
Can we speak up on the fact that this wasn't post to be us?
They want us back in the black truck
Now we fucking up the A when we act up
Young nigga from baltimore really racked up
But that's a different story
They hate my guts cause i'm getting glory
And veli hot he keep a heater on em
Show me some love
You gotta nigga so what
I know
Crying i know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of
Trying I know you sick of liars
I know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of trying
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick woah
woah woah woah (i know i know i know i know)
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
I swear you my favorite i make you my baby
She locked me down
She took my heart
I'm so lost i'm so lost i'm so lost
She locked me down
Took my heart
I'm so lost i'm so lost i'm so lost
Crying I know you sick of
Trying i know you sick of lies
I know you sick of crying
I know you sick of trying
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick woah
i know you
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
Look see every king need it's queen
I just told lil baby ain't no wealth without we
Need a fucking lambroghini so i can push it top speed
But i only want it if you in the passenger seat
And the way that she act so dramatic to me
Lust hypnosis
Drop it down low then hold it
Here's the gun can you tote
If i give you the grass can you roll it
That ass i'm own it
Crying i know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of trying
I know you sick of love
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick trying
I know you sick of crying
I know you sick woah
I know you sick
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
Can we speak up on the fact that this wasn't post to be us?
They want us back in the black truck
Now we fucking up the A when we act up
Young nigga from baltimore really racked up
But that's a different story
They hate my guts cause i'm getting glory
And veli hot he keep a heater on em
Show me some love
You gotta nigga so what
I know
Crying i know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of
Trying I know you sick of liars
I know you sick of
Crying i know you sick of trying
I know you sick of liars
I know you sick woah
woah woah woah (i know i know i know i know)
I can teach the things i love
Tryna make a couple dollars off dreams my love
I know this life ain't the thing that it seems my love
Need a queen that's gone make me a king my lover
And I can show you the things i love
Real pain i just don't like to sing my love
Look at you and i just see what i need my love aye
I swear you my favorite i make you my baby
She locked me down
She took my heart
I'm so lost i'm so lost i'm so lost
She locked me down
Took my heart
I'm so lost i'm so lost i'm so lost
Credits
Writer(s): Miguel Curtidor, William Pugh, Netre Clark
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