Drux, Pradaaslife - Lewis Hamilton lyrics
[Drux, Pradaaslife - Lewis Hamilton lyrics]
(methboiswag)
(I'm fifteen years old, and a meth addict)
Yeah, troublemaking in the city on God
Ay, ay
I forgot, I can’t say what’s on my mind
(I can't say, I can't say, ay)
I could’ve had it all
Can’t decide what I want
(Can't decide, can't decide)
I go too hard and I don’t plan to stop
(yeah, hard)
Troublemaking in the city, we so blacked out
(Uh, yeah, yeah)
I curse you, get my racks up
I don’t need you, got my trap love
Shades on with the black gloves
I don’t need you, got my trap love
Yeah, just put your hands up
In the trap, we got mad fun (For real)
Swear this shit so random
How I mix it up, swagger with phenomenon
(Let's go)
I just shoot my shot then
Wait until the damage done
Yeah pockets stuffеd up and they blue
I call them Raddison
Racing with thе red bull
You can call me Lewis Hamilton
Smoking in the nature
Yeah I might fly out to Castleton
I don’t need you got my trap love (Woo)
I don’t need you got my trap love
(Hey, hey hey! It's time to
Make some crazy money, are you ready?)
Yeah
Can’t feel my hand, told Pradaa open the can
(yeah)
I feel so small, but I pretend I’m the man
I’m too fucked up, I can’t see where I am
Wake up, walk out, playing my own music
Turn up, all night
Then I wake up feeling sick (Sick, sick)
Smoke up, it’s cold as fuck
I’m steady shivering
Walk back in, I hope you remember me
I just shoot my shot then
Wait until the damage done
Yeah pockets stuffed up and they blue
I call them Raddison
Racing with the red bull
You can call me Lewis Hamilton
Smoking in the nature
Yeah I might fly out to Castleton
I don’t need you got my trap love
I don’t need you got my trap loveм
(I'm fifteen years old, and a meth addict)
Yeah, troublemaking in the city on God
Ay, ay
I forgot, I can’t say what’s on my mind
(I can't say, I can't say, ay)
I could’ve had it all
Can’t decide what I want
(Can't decide, can't decide)
I go too hard and I don’t plan to stop
(yeah, hard)
Troublemaking in the city, we so blacked out
(Uh, yeah, yeah)
I curse you, get my racks up
I don’t need you, got my trap love
Shades on with the black gloves
I don’t need you, got my trap love
Yeah, just put your hands up
In the trap, we got mad fun (For real)
Swear this shit so random
How I mix it up, swagger with phenomenon
(Let's go)
I just shoot my shot then
Wait until the damage done
Yeah pockets stuffеd up and they blue
I call them Raddison
Racing with thе red bull
You can call me Lewis Hamilton
Smoking in the nature
Yeah I might fly out to Castleton
I don’t need you got my trap love (Woo)
I don’t need you got my trap love
(Hey, hey hey! It's time to
Make some crazy money, are you ready?)
Yeah
Can’t feel my hand, told Pradaa open the can
(yeah)
I feel so small, but I pretend I’m the man
I’m too fucked up, I can’t see where I am
Wake up, walk out, playing my own music
Turn up, all night
Then I wake up feeling sick (Sick, sick)
Smoke up, it’s cold as fuck
I’m steady shivering
Walk back in, I hope you remember me
I just shoot my shot then
Wait until the damage done
Yeah pockets stuffed up and they blue
I call them Raddison
Racing with the red bull
You can call me Lewis Hamilton
Smoking in the nature
Yeah I might fly out to Castleton
I don’t need you got my trap love
I don’t need you got my trap loveм