Almost There

Koi

Compositor: Koi

Fuckin’ in the backseat, ayy, everybody know what happening
But we both so high, ayy, we don’t even care (we don't even care)
Blunt smoke in the air (blunt smoke in the air), I'm almost there (I'm almost there)
Tell me what’s real, I dunno how to feel

Fuckin’ in the backseat, ayy, everybody know what happening
But we both so high, ayy, we don’t even care (we don't even care)
Blunt smoke in the air (blunt smoke in the air), I'm almost there (I'm almost there)
Tell me what’s real, I dunno how to feel

Don’t call, I'm at Neimen’s right now (yeah)
LV suitcase full of loud (yeah)
Big bankroll, high fashion (whoa)
Big Backwood, can’t pass it (yeah)
I don’t wanna hear a thing (ooh)
I just need a brand new Range
I need that new Raf Simon's, uh
She call my phone, I don't listen, uh huh

Took two puffs, I'm gone
Took too much, I'm lost (yeah)
To the Moon, I'm gone
Tell me what happened, I was distracted

I didn’t see us fall apart (fall apart), yeah
I don’t know if I can manage
Do you fuck with second chances?
I know, I know it’s my fault

Fuckin’ in the backseat, ayy, everybody know what happening
But we both so high, ayy, we don’t even care (we don't even care)
Blunt smoke in the air (blunt smoke in the air), I'm almost there (I'm almost there)
Tell me what’s real, I dunno how to feel

Fuckin’ in the backseat, ayy, everybody know what happening
But we both so high, ayy, we don’t even care (we don't even care)
Blunt smoke in the air (blunt smoke in the air), I'm almost there (I'm almost there)
Tell me what’s real, I dunno how to feel

©2003- 2024 lyrics.com.br · Aviso Legal · Política de Privacidade · Fale Conosco desenvolvido por Studio Sol Comunicação Digital