Justin Stone - LONDON lyrics
[Justin Stone - LONDON lyrics]
Yeah, aye she just a fling and I'm her main
We smokin’ the air like my lungs are ok
Southern bell like CMA
Told you twice that it's my year
Keep her coming like the games
That's why she be on my FaceTime
You can’t get a text back, aye
Out my league but she obsessed, oh
Now they think I'm back, stupid boy
I never left
It's apparent, all tens, bands, plenty
Gettin' many
Mess around, remember makin' pennies, now
The life they envy, yeah
Aye what I been on lately is way more
Than buzz if she ain't tryna fuck
And damn, I'm busy, yeah
Yeah, I won't waste another dime she a dime
But but when I’m sober I come to my mind
Quit chasin’ pussy, Justin
But it's chasin’ me and something
I guess Imma fake it till I think
I finally got enough of it
Yeah, it's us or it's them
Yeah, you know how it ends
Your songs mid, mine like THC on ten
She said she think of me instead of you
Incredible, the way I go out only W's
I’m in London at the W, the rumors huge
We might take it to the counter too
I bend the rules i want Grammy's
Kinda scary how I put instrumental cemeteries
DM's poppin' but I'm locked in
You smoke boof and I smoke tropic
They heard my demos, beggin' me to drop it
Bitch I got this shit mapped out
You stay on your hands
You want someone with plan, understand
I got, I got
I got red flags 'cause she needs a toxic man
Just to keep her on toes
Comes to me I never glance
Never reach, if I miss shot I peace
When I glow up get my payback left on scene
Get one strike then you go poof
I'm not average, she can't sleep
Flaky women get the boot
Yeah, I was living in the booth
Going into there for music
Swear this shit about to boom
Blow my phone up, got a hundred options
She don't know the truth
If I say so then I do
Yeah, aye, she like I tell her what to do
Daddy issues means that person gave me root
Hate 'em bratty but she'll do
All these baddies on the move
They saw me just take a lap around
And now their eyes are glued
Yeah, and now their eyes are glued
We smokin’ the air like my lungs are ok
Southern bell like CMA
Told you twice that it's my year
Keep her coming like the games
That's why she be on my FaceTime
You can’t get a text back, aye
Out my league but she obsessed, oh
Now they think I'm back, stupid boy
I never left
It's apparent, all tens, bands, plenty
Gettin' many
Mess around, remember makin' pennies, now
The life they envy, yeah
Aye what I been on lately is way more
Than buzz if she ain't tryna fuck
And damn, I'm busy, yeah
Yeah, I won't waste another dime she a dime
But but when I’m sober I come to my mind
Quit chasin’ pussy, Justin
But it's chasin’ me and something
I guess Imma fake it till I think
I finally got enough of it
Yeah, it's us or it's them
Yeah, you know how it ends
Your songs mid, mine like THC on ten
She said she think of me instead of you
Incredible, the way I go out only W's
I’m in London at the W, the rumors huge
We might take it to the counter too
I bend the rules i want Grammy's
Kinda scary how I put instrumental cemeteries
DM's poppin' but I'm locked in
You smoke boof and I smoke tropic
They heard my demos, beggin' me to drop it
Bitch I got this shit mapped out
You stay on your hands
You want someone with plan, understand
I got, I got
I got red flags 'cause she needs a toxic man
Just to keep her on toes
Comes to me I never glance
Never reach, if I miss shot I peace
When I glow up get my payback left on scene
Get one strike then you go poof
I'm not average, she can't sleep
Flaky women get the boot
Yeah, I was living in the booth
Going into there for music
Swear this shit about to boom
Blow my phone up, got a hundred options
She don't know the truth
If I say so then I do
Yeah, aye, she like I tell her what to do
Daddy issues means that person gave me root
Hate 'em bratty but she'll do
All these baddies on the move
They saw me just take a lap around
And now their eyes are glued
Yeah, and now their eyes are glued