ONE YEAR, d0llywood1 - Facelift lyrics
[ONE YEAR, d0llywood1 - Facelift lyrics]
(Ivvy, league)
Wanna run away, so I'ma need a facelift
Hearts on my sleeve
So it's chrome on my bracelet
Checks coming in, so I'ma get wasted
I think that you hate me
Why don't you just say it?
Love me like I'm eighteen
Dior on my fragrance
Thoughts in my mind get erased, yeah
Let's fake it
Talk shit online, swear to God
You get spanked quick
Better than your boyfriend
And it's fucking blatant
Busy making hit's, I don't got time to talk
I'ma hit the mall, buy you anything you want
Had to kick the pills
I don't care if I fall down
Slim thick bitch, break my heart
And I broke out
I been feeling garbage, Joeyy, I'm ret
Don't know where my heart is
Lost inside the ball pit
CDG my garments, pills all on my carpet
Money so annoying, it coming so enormous
I don't want to feel a thing
So codeine in my Faygo
I don't want to hear a thing
Don't tell me how your day go
You don't have to say a thing
I know that you're a fake, bro
And you don't have to say a thing
I know you ain't making pesos
No, you ain't making pesos, no
You ain't making pesos
Catch you in broad day though
No, we finna take those
Wanna run away, so I'ma need a facelift
Hearts on my sleeve
So it's chrome on my bracelet
Checks coming in, so I'ma get wasted
I think that you hate me
Why don't you just say it?
Love me like I'm eighteen
Dior on my fragrance
Thoughts in my mind, get erased, yeah
Let's fake it talk shit online
Swear to god you get spanked quick
Better than your boyfriend
And it's fucking blatant
Wanna run away, so I'ma need a facelift
Hearts on my sleeve
So it's chrome on my bracelet
Checks coming in, so I'ma get wasted
I think that you hate me
Why don't you just say it?
Love me like I'm eighteen
Dior on my fragrance
Thoughts in my mind get erased, yeah
Let's fake it
Talk shit online, swear to God
You get spanked quick
Better than your boyfriend
And it's fucking blatant
Busy making hit's, I don't got time to talk
I'ma hit the mall, buy you anything you want
Had to kick the pills
I don't care if I fall down
Slim thick bitch, break my heart
And I broke out
I been feeling garbage, Joeyy, I'm ret
Don't know where my heart is
Lost inside the ball pit
CDG my garments, pills all on my carpet
Money so annoying, it coming so enormous
I don't want to feel a thing
So codeine in my Faygo
I don't want to hear a thing
Don't tell me how your day go
You don't have to say a thing
I know that you're a fake, bro
And you don't have to say a thing
I know you ain't making pesos
No, you ain't making pesos, no
You ain't making pesos
Catch you in broad day though
No, we finna take those
Wanna run away, so I'ma need a facelift
Hearts on my sleeve
So it's chrome on my bracelet
Checks coming in, so I'ma get wasted
I think that you hate me
Why don't you just say it?
Love me like I'm eighteen
Dior on my fragrance
Thoughts in my mind, get erased, yeah
Let's fake it talk shit online
Swear to god you get spanked quick
Better than your boyfriend
And it's fucking blatant