high roller

Got them spirits in me, I'm holy ghosting
And I took a trip, doubled down
A high roller ain't coming back
I ain't gon' make it back

Re-living what's missed
Tally up the rest and split the difference
Ain't coming back
I ain't make it back

Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone

Go ahead, let the chips fall
No wins, but I will count it all
Falling into high hell, but I'ma make it back
Tryna make it back

Low life in my hotel room
This time I fell in love with the king of queens
It's like a Lucy in the sky with diamonds ride
Laughing and crying at the same damn time (ooh)

I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone
Ooh, I ain't coming home
Don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone

(Lucy in the sky)
(Lucy in the sky) a Lucy in the sky with diamonds ride

Ooh, I ain't coming home
No, don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone (your phone)
Ooh, I ain't coming home
No, don't wait up, don't wait up
By your phone (by your phone)

(Lucy in the sky)
(Lucy in the sky)



Credits
Writer(s): Eliot Peter Phillip Dubock, William Eduardo Yanez, Hope Ruth Shorter, Fana Hughes
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