bring the heat until the drive is white snow
and spring that guilt on me
i'm just speaking different truths on the low
whole scene started moving slow-mo
but she just hit me for her phone
my love meant nothing if i didn't give you passcodes
going through my bag when i'm stoned
who is it that you think i wanna bone?
no i can barely text you back
even my own family barely catch me 'fore the tone
think i got a stained soul
really i'm just tryna mix these vocals to the beat
it's about the only time i go airplane mode
never left my country far as airplanes go
i got people hitting me to book paid shows
no passport guess i'll reach the venue on a boat
lake ontario could take me to buffalo
the waters hella cold this time of year so i don't know
still i hit you with the news right away
but you just brush it off no wow