lilspirit, Foreign Forest - Lost World lyrics
[lilspirit, Foreign Forest - Lost World lyrics]
I wish she knew what I went through
You wish I knew what I meant to you
Now I know what I gotta do to see you,?
I wish she knew what I went through
You wish I knew what I meant to you
Now I know what I gotta do to see you,?
Imma fall for you
Romeo and Juliet, you know how we gotta do
I'm a fool you
Because I'd die if you want me too
Now I'm in a lost world
(Now I'm in a lost world)
I think I'm with a goth girl
(I think I'm with a goth girl)
I think that I love her
(I think that I love her)
I might get her number
(I might get her number)
I've been thinking of her
(I've been thinking of her)
I'll send her a letter
(I'll send her a letter)
Then she will read it
Then she will know that I wanna fuck her
Yeah, fuck that lil' bitch
And she was in the backseat of the whip
I got hella bags, lil' bitch I got chips
Spend about a rack on
My motherfuckin' fit bitch
I don't even try but she nows I got bricks
And I
Keep them on me just so I can feel shit
And I love drugs but they keep making me sick
(Come on) I might have to get up
I might have to go and kick bad lil' bitch
She on my phone, on my dick
And she wanna fuck me cause
She thinks I'm hella rich
Used to make flips
Used to stack up on my trips
Now I'm feeling really broke
And I ain't got shit
You wish I knew what I meant to you
Now I know what I gotta do to see you,?
I wish she knew what I went through
You wish I knew what I meant to you
Now I know what I gotta do to see you,?
Imma fall for you
Romeo and Juliet, you know how we gotta do
I'm a fool you
Because I'd die if you want me too
Now I'm in a lost world
(Now I'm in a lost world)
I think I'm with a goth girl
(I think I'm with a goth girl)
I think that I love her
(I think that I love her)
I might get her number
(I might get her number)
I've been thinking of her
(I've been thinking of her)
I'll send her a letter
(I'll send her a letter)
Then she will read it
Then she will know that I wanna fuck her
Yeah, fuck that lil' bitch
And she was in the backseat of the whip
I got hella bags, lil' bitch I got chips
Spend about a rack on
My motherfuckin' fit bitch
I don't even try but she nows I got bricks
And I
Keep them on me just so I can feel shit
And I love drugs but they keep making me sick
(Come on) I might have to get up
I might have to go and kick bad lil' bitch
She on my phone, on my dick
And she wanna fuck me cause
She thinks I'm hella rich
Used to make flips
Used to stack up on my trips
Now I'm feeling really broke
And I ain't got shit