Lyrics leave with u - d1v, BIZARIUS

leave with u

They all used to love me, but I fell off
I was dreaming 'bout some money and a drop-top
BNO written on a t-shirt
Why would you waste my time like that?
I be sittin' in my room, I be countin' up these racks
Yeah, this paper turning blue, baby, you ain’t gotta ask
Use your words right, baby, when you got it back
Tell me what you wait for
I’ma get you what you pay for
You didn’t love, guess we say so
Smoking on gas
She don’t like me when I’m high like that
In the Benz and they always drive fried like that
I gotchu everything you asked
Running down to places damn I want that pack
Droppin' acid down on my tongue
I wanna know you miss me and we had fun
Two pills, I’m on the moon, I’m smoking moon rock
If you wanna walk 'round here please take your shoes off
Always do me dirty, tell me what’s the deal
Reach my hand out just to touch you, is this really real?
Saw you at a party
I wanna leave with you
I don’t wanna party (I don’t wanna party)
This is not a hobby
I make money now, dressing like a car thief
Why would you waste my time like that?
I be sittin' in my room, I be countin' up these racks
Yeah, this paper turning blue, baby, you ain’t gotta ask
Use your words right, baby, when you got it back
Tell me what you wait for
I’ma get you what you pay for
You didn’t love, guess we say so
Smoking on gas
She don’t like me when I’m high like that
In the Benz and they always drive fried like that
Step out with A1's on my feet, I’m so lowkey
I don’t know why you talk to me, you don’t know me
You smoking on trash, all you do is just cap
I don’t wanna be associated, you’re in the past
New faces, they always got my back when I’m down
New card on the dash and we go swipe it around
I was down so bad
Lights shining bright in my eyes
I’m tall you I’ma go and hide for the night
They all used to love me, but I fell off
I was dreaming 'bout some money and a drop-top
BNO written on a t-shirt
Why I always act like I don’t need her?
Why would you waste my time like that?
I be sittin' in my room, I be countin' up these racks
Yeah, this paper turning blue, baby, you ain’t gotta ask
Use your words right, baby, when you got it back
Tell me what you wait for
I’ma get you what you pay for
You didn’t love, guess we say so
Smoking on gas
She don’t like me when I’m high like that
In the Benz and they always drive fried like that