lunarr - highway speedin Lyrics

Roll up, smoking dope up in a four door
Up now, so this hoe wan' take a photo
Top down, highway speeding like we don't know none
Guap now, drip high fashion yeah Rick Owens

I be getting bags need another one
I said f*ck these hoes but got another one
Just want you lil' baby ain't no other one
Fell in love with bands yeah them honeybuns

We put a hole in sweatshirt
Bitch boy don't be a contester
He want that smoke we put him in a stretcher

Think you're the one baby you are my treasure
When I'm with you swear my heart feeling better
It's cause of you that I changed for the better
Do anything just to see you feel pleasured, yeah

Think I'm stuck in my head oh, thinking 'bout you
Imma leave her on read oh, if it ain't you
Let me feel you, baby let me feel you uh
Let me heal you, baby let me heal you uh

Yeah
We'll never fall out, yeah
We finna ball out, yeah
We going hard now, yeah

He finna fall down, yeah
If that boy try us
White shooter he called Tobias
Play with us like play with fire, yeah

Roll up, smoking dope up in a four door
Up now, so this hoe wan' take a photo
Top down, highway speeding like we don't know none
Guap now, drip high fashion yeah Rick Owens

Okay so my current focus, is creation and evolution
Evoluting physically and you are not evoluting mentally
You are not doing the right thing
You are the actor in your own movie