Lyrics Three-4our - wifisfuneral, HenryDaher

Three-4our

Uh, Three-four in my pastel
And they wanna know how that feels
Sideways, proud of me
Already know the pack kills
Three-four in my pastel
They just wondering how that feels
Late night, stand still
I’m with a hobby and she pop pills
The more I think, the less I say, so fuck it
I’m in too deep, I’m off no sleep, don’t judge me
I keep them two mgs
She’s like some xannys in me
So please lil' soulja at ease when you talk to me
Live my life up on the loose cuz' it’s the truth
And if you knew my eyes blood shine red
The devil grant me by my tooth
And yet, a halo over who?
But we get bitch, we be sliding through
The devil play 'round in my room ooh
Room darker than maroon
Black abysses on my clutch is both for you
I can make some room
Probably take an L or two
I hope you love just what you do
The top floor’s a better view
I hope you love just what you do
The top floor’s a better view
Fuck it
Uh, Three-four in my pastel
And they wanna know how that feels
Sideways, proud of me
Already know the pack kills
Three-four in my pastel
They just wondering how that feels
Late night, stand still
I’m with a hobby and she pop pills
Three 4our in my pastel
Bitches comin' for my past deal
Late night block cell
Never cared how my bitch felt
Three 4our in my pastel
Bitches comin' for my past deal
Late night block cell
Never cared how my bitch felt
Never cared about the late night
Never cared how my bitch felt