BIGBABYGUCCI - Late Night Luxuries lyrics
[BIGBABYGUCCI - Late Night Luxuries lyrics]
Yeah i'm still waitin'
Gucci
Bitch it's like twelve pm
And I'm just hopin' that you slidin'
I'ma get so damn high that all
I see is my damn eyelids
Said she don't really like the internet
She just tryna live private
Baby I'm tryna get into that
But I'm just wait, you indecisive
I just put the numbers on the dash
Hope you love me better than my last
Only want the Perkys for the Xans
Sold it for a whole quarter bag
I think my heart beatin' out the back
I brought the soul reaper to my past
Hope I got an angel on my back
I hope I nevеr feel this shit again
I got vices, take no advices
I do shit, know you likе it
I move quick, new excitements
Girl I be sippin' and sippin'
Till I feel something real
These bitches trickin' and dippin'
Touching on me for real but that's okay
(That's okay) , I'ma get mine back
Got my way (Got my way) , whole new price tag
And I be out in LA
(Out in LA) , all for the sunset
My mind on the money bags
(Mind on the money bags)
I don't ever think I'm comin' back
Bitch it's like twelve pm
And I'm just hopin' that you slidin'
I'ma get so damn high that all
I see is my damn eyelids
Said she don't really like the internet
She just tryna live private
Baby I'm tryna get into that
But I'm just wait, you indecisive
I just put the numbers on the dash
Hope you love me better than my last
Only want the Perkys for the Xans
Sold it for a whole quarter bag
I think my heart beatin' out the back
I brought the soul reaper to my past
Hope I got an angel on my back
I hope I never feel this shit again
Gucci
Bitch it's like twelve pm
And I'm just hopin' that you slidin'
I'ma get so damn high that all
I see is my damn eyelids
Said she don't really like the internet
She just tryna live private
Baby I'm tryna get into that
But I'm just wait, you indecisive
I just put the numbers on the dash
Hope you love me better than my last
Only want the Perkys for the Xans
Sold it for a whole quarter bag
I think my heart beatin' out the back
I brought the soul reaper to my past
Hope I got an angel on my back
I hope I nevеr feel this shit again
I got vices, take no advices
I do shit, know you likе it
I move quick, new excitements
Girl I be sippin' and sippin'
Till I feel something real
These bitches trickin' and dippin'
Touching on me for real but that's okay
(That's okay) , I'ma get mine back
Got my way (Got my way) , whole new price tag
And I be out in LA
(Out in LA) , all for the sunset
My mind on the money bags
(Mind on the money bags)
I don't ever think I'm comin' back
Bitch it's like twelve pm
And I'm just hopin' that you slidin'
I'ma get so damn high that all
I see is my damn eyelids
Said she don't really like the internet
She just tryna live private
Baby I'm tryna get into that
But I'm just wait, you indecisive
I just put the numbers on the dash
Hope you love me better than my last
Only want the Perkys for the Xans
Sold it for a whole quarter bag
I think my heart beatin' out the back
I brought the soul reaper to my past
Hope I got an angel on my back
I hope I never feel this shit again