Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Speak , by - Internet Money. Release date: 22.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Speak |
| Okay |
| Look, uh |
| Okay, I’m drunk and it’s late, I’ve lost all of my patience (Oh, oh) |
| I’m 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I’ma face it (Oh, oh) |
| Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch’s playlist (Oh yeah, oh yeah) |
| I know they got a lot to say about me but won’t say shit to me (Uh-uh) |
| Uh, smoking on that green (Oh yeah), hell nah, oh, please |
| Oh, that’s your bitch? |
| Then why she with the gang all up on her knees? |
| You wanna build a future with her, but that bitch is for the streets |
| Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can’t speak |
| I can’t leave that shit in the past |
| Yeah, we used to be cool (Cool) and you used to make me laugh (Laugh) |
| But um, I can’t be the man that you asked (You asked) |
| I just accepted that this shit will never, ever last |
| Okay, I’m drunk and it’s late, I’ve lost all of my patience (Oh yeah) |
| I’m 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I’ma face it |
| Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch’s playlist (Oh yeah) |
| I know they got a lot to say about me but won’t say shit to me |
| Uh, smoking on that green, hell nah, oh, please |
| Oh, that’s your bitch? |
| Then why she with the gang all up on her knees? |
| You wanna build a future with her, but that bitch is for the streets |
| Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can’t speak |
| Rockstar lifestyle, on my Cobain shit ('Bain, yeah) |
| Got blacked out drunk and forgot who I came with (Came with) |
| Went home with two basic hoes, fuck it, I was faded (On one) |
| Got your bitch, she passed me the spliff, fuck it, I’ma face it |
| Okay, I’m drunk and it’s late, I’ve lost all of my patience (Oh yeah, oh yeah) |
| I’m 'bout to get high, pass me the spliff, bitch, I’ma face it |
| Young, rich and wasted, probably on your bitch’s playlist |
| I know they got a lot to say about me but won’t say shit to me |
| Uh, smoking on that green, hell nah, oh, please (Oh yeah) |
| Oh, that’s your bitch? |
| Then why she with the gang all up on her knees? |
| You wanna build a future with her, but that bitch is for the streets |
| Let her blow it in the breeze, get her mind, now she can’t speak (She can’t) |