Three Five (feat. Charlie Drowned)
Riding round with three five in my lap
Struggling to roll and drive
I might relapse
Heavy, that's my eyes
I'm not coming back
Meet the devil other side, never coming back
Her heart cold to the touch, like the skin on my bones
Girl if I die tonight, send me out to the ocean
I'm sippin' on something don't fuck up my liver, it fuck with my brain
Smokin' leaves with no filter, I'm filthy
Come feel me, the devil contesting the real me
While I'm just thinkin' bout some money, I need that
My whole life ain't had that, might not bring me happiness but I ain't had that
So after my stomach full, cars are cool
I'm gon' go out on a mission
To try find some feeling that ain't just a stupid ho' switchin' positions
Or rolling up juicys, you might call them swishers
Young sad with no riches, young sad fucking bitches
Me 10 years ago probably wouldn't recognise this face
Ho' I don't know this place, leave me alone
I don't feel right 'less I'm smoking on do
Now I'm riding round with three five in my lap
Struggling to roll and drive
I might relapse (might relapse)
Heavy, that's my eyes
I'm not coming back (I'm not coming back)
Meet the devil other side, never coming back (never coming back)
Bare time I was by myself just kickin' in hell
Blunt smoke thicker than Lizzo
I'd sell my soul for a piece of the pie or melt
Sediment bags, I'd get 'em, I'd fell
Living deep, no shit, no peace, weren't well
Pain ripped my feat from the ground
And that clear white crystal givin' me hell
Just a young jit, was alone in my house
How to be a kid, when my hearts in zips
And my ma' thinks blunt smokes all that I did
Did lines in the class, got passed me a pill
Too blasted, now I need grass to chill
Was a benzo baby, heroin saved me
Crack motivate me, and lucy wavy
I done put everything down, 12 steps in
And let me just say, was an angel saved me
Struggling to roll and drive
I might relapse
Heavy, that's my eyes
I'm not coming back
Meet the devil other side, never coming back
Her heart cold to the touch, like the skin on my bones
Girl if I die tonight, send me out to the ocean
I'm sippin' on something don't fuck up my liver, it fuck with my brain
Smokin' leaves with no filter, I'm filthy
Come feel me, the devil contesting the real me
While I'm just thinkin' bout some money, I need that
My whole life ain't had that, might not bring me happiness but I ain't had that
So after my stomach full, cars are cool
I'm gon' go out on a mission
To try find some feeling that ain't just a stupid ho' switchin' positions
Or rolling up juicys, you might call them swishers
Young sad with no riches, young sad fucking bitches
Me 10 years ago probably wouldn't recognise this face
Ho' I don't know this place, leave me alone
I don't feel right 'less I'm smoking on do
Now I'm riding round with three five in my lap
Struggling to roll and drive
I might relapse (might relapse)
Heavy, that's my eyes
I'm not coming back (I'm not coming back)
Meet the devil other side, never coming back (never coming back)
Bare time I was by myself just kickin' in hell
Blunt smoke thicker than Lizzo
I'd sell my soul for a piece of the pie or melt
Sediment bags, I'd get 'em, I'd fell
Living deep, no shit, no peace, weren't well
Pain ripped my feat from the ground
And that clear white crystal givin' me hell
Just a young jit, was alone in my house
How to be a kid, when my hearts in zips
And my ma' thinks blunt smokes all that I did
Did lines in the class, got passed me a pill
Too blasted, now I need grass to chill
Was a benzo baby, heroin saved me
Crack motivate me, and lucy wavy
I done put everything down, 12 steps in
And let me just say, was an angel saved me
Credits
Writer(s): Will Boyd, Cole Darby
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