Sewerperson, scotty splash - ​layover_138 lyrics

Oh, oh, oh yeah, aye
Scotty!

She listen to too much Roddy
Said she would be my Prada bae
Baby, I'm off the drugs
My eyes roll back into my face
And I could see my brain
I been blowin' blunts
So please don't offer me a vape
I remember grabbing weed from
Clinics with a fake goose at my throat
I pay cash, I pay quick, like I didn't know
In this whip, I go fast and I'm never slow
Off the drugs in the club
I'm in need of more
I can hear her feet at my door
Girl, I fucked you once
I ain't tryna chill no more
I still got her coat laying on my floor
I'ma hand it off, get you off the porch

I can work alone had to come back to my bro
Baby, who this number you ain't
Saving on your phone?
Really, I'm upset, yeah
All this rage for show
I let all this out when
I'm chillin' on my own
I'on think you could get it, but, baby
That's okay
I'on expect any special treatment
From you anyway
Sure, I took a hit, but I'm feeling great
Bruises on my throat gon' pulse
When I tell you to stay (yeah)