Jonah Roy, Rome - Psycho lyrics
[Jonah Roy, Rome - Psycho lyrics]
Half past twelve, in the sun again
In my mind we are racing on the end
Knock on door you are looking for your friend
Fuck my life I never want this to end
Eyes are on the floor
Where did you go (go, go, go)
I just saw myself
Letting you know (know, know)
That I don't really care if your moving
Drop it down low (low)
Half a night where you move to the music
What do you know
Pull up bitch the floor is sick
Like forza, hoe I'm floorin' it
Burning rubber, burning gas
That turbo six, going fast
Summer '16, got the coupe
I crashed that bitch, it ain't last
Like how my knicks, in the back
Low key want my beemer back
In my mind we are racing on the end
Knock on door you are looking for your friend
Fuck my life I never want this to end
Eyes are on the floor
Where did you go (go, go, go)
I just saw myself
Letting you know (know, know)
That I don't really care if your moving
Drop it down low (low)
Half a night where you move to the music
What do you know
Pull up bitch the floor is sick
Like forza, hoe I'm floorin' it
Burning rubber, burning gas
That turbo six, going fast
Summer '16, got the coupe
I crashed that bitch, it ain't last
Like how my knicks, in the back
Low key want my beemer back
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