Internet Money, The Kid LAROI - Speak lyrics
Internet Money [Taz Taylor] Los Angeles, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
The Kid LAROI [Charlton Kenneth Jeffrey Howard] Waterloo, Sydney, Australia 🇦🇺
[Internet Money, The Kid LAROI - Speak lyrics]
(Haha, Internet Money, bitch, haha) 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, dick in her mouth
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, dick in her mouth
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 girls, 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, dick in her mouth
Now she can't speak (She can't)