Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song gtg, artist - guccihighwaters. Album song NOVEMBER, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: guccihighwaters
Song language: English
gtg |
| I’ll be 20 next year, but I dress like I’m old |
| Sitting down, 12 hours, I could swear I’m growing mold |
| Kraft macaroni, cooking up on the stove |
| I got nowhere else to be, but I’ll say I gotta go (Gotta go) |
| Every time she tells me I should stay some more (Stay some more) |
| I’on see no drugs so fuck it gotta go (Gotta go) |
| Gotta go, gotta go, I gotta go |
| Not a single hour lately, I don’t wanna roll |
| Not a single meal, I wouldn’t finish with a smoke |
| Never touch a bogie, and I put that on my soul |
| But I light so many woods, it’s like a bought a pack of smokes |
| (Like I bought a pack of Belmonts, yeah) |
| Like I bought a pack of Newports |
| Living life like it’s a crash course |
| Living life like there’s a second try |
| I know you will but I don’t think I’ll die |
| So I’m giving everything a try |
| Where’d you get it and how much it cost? |
| How much of it cause an overdose? |
| I don’t wanna die, but I’ll get close (Bitch, I’ll get close) |
| How much of it gonna numb my soul? |
| Intense emotion make me curl my toes |
| Fuck love, I feel it getting old |
| (Fuck love, I feel it getting old) |
| Guccihighwaters |
| I’ll be 20 next year, but I feel like I’m dead |
| I look like I’m 12, and my hair is a mess |
| Flip the stack just like a tech deck |
| I ain’t smokin' gas, but if I did it would be septic |
| I’m fuckin ballin', they tryna intercept it |
| They just get crossed up like an intersection |
| Y’all my sons, like I broke the contraceptive |
| She lackin' vitamin D, so she swallowed my erection |
| Must be my aesthetic |
| Shawty gimme neck |
| But it feel like anesthetic |
| I can’t feel my chest shit |
| My heart beatin' fast |
| Think it’s cardiac arrest bitch |
| Woah, big words, I think I need a dictionary |
| Words inducing images, but this ain’t Pictionary |
| Write in the morning, record in the evening |
| Day in the life, but I breathe for no reason |
| By the way girl, I gotta go |
| I just get inspired from the feeling of your throat |
| Plus it’s cold out I think I see some snow |
| Hopefully, it sticks so I can stay inside alone |
| But |
| How much of it gonna numb my soul? |
| Intense emotion make me curl my toes |