heartstopmiami - no telling Lyrics

Drugs and the bands
Used up all of them
I love all my friends
I'm up in the sky
Just wait 'till I land
We too deep, like ten
Ten racks make 'em dance
Call up my gang, we get 'em
Give them Armageddon
Did what I did, no telling
Did what I did, no telling
Opps outside, might kill myself
I'm so sad, might kill myself
Fuck this bitch, she lame as hell
Fuck that bitch, she lame as hell
Get that lame bitch out of here
She can't share my atmosphere
Kick her out the atmosphere
I was in my bag this year
Got my half's on I'm too lit
Got my half's on I'm too lit
Tell my bitch hold on to me
Tell my bitch hold on to me
I'll be there for you
If you'll be there for me
But you push me away
When this shit gon' change?
I'll fly up to the moon
If that's what you need
I'll make my escape
Far, far away
Go to bed and make some racks
Yo plug is a fed, he gon' get the mac
My pockets on fat, betty look at that
First, she give me head, then I blow her back
So much racks
So much, so much racks
Feel like Jeffrey Bezos
Feel like Jeffrey Bezos
He broke he got 'em pesos
Yeah, look at the bank though
All of these hoes they tripping on bankrolls
Stick on me all day hoe
Yeah, pendejos
On me all day hoe
Yeah, pendejos
They all on me all day hoe
Fuck
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
My dick
And my balls

Drugs and the bands
Used up all of them
I love all my friends
I'm up in the sky
Just wait 'till I land
We too deep, like ten
Ten racks make 'em dance
Call up my gang, we get 'em
Give them Armageddon
Did what I did, no telling
Did what I did, no telling
Opps outside, might kill myself
I'm so sad, might kill myself
Fuck this bitch, she lame as hell
Fuck that bitch, she lame as hell
Get that lame bitch out of here
She can't share my atmosphere
Kick her out the atmosphere
I was in my bag this year
Got my half's on I'm too lit
Got my half's on I'm too lit
Tell my bitch hold on to me
Tell my bitch hold on to me
I'll be there for you
If you'll be there for me
But you push me away
When this shit gon' change?
I'll fly up to the moon
If that's what you need
I'll make my escape
Far, far away
Go to bed and make some racks
Yo plug is a fed, he gon' get the mac
My pockets on fat, betty look at that
First, she give me head, then I blow her back
So much racks
So much, so much racks
Feel like Jeffrey Bezos
Feel like Jeffrey Bezos
He broke he got 'em pesos
Yeah, look at the bank though
All of these hoes they tripping on bankrolls
Stick on me all day hoe
Yeah, pendejos
On me all day hoe
Yeah, pendejos
They all on me all day hoe
Fuck
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
Get off my dick
My dick
And my balls