big_mood - hxppa lyrics
[chorus]
hands around my neck
till they turn white
love that sh-t high waisted
with the shirt tied
i’m getting high and wasted
for the third night
twist that diamond bracelet
no stir fry
[verse 1]
lil’ baby swimming in stars
see melting cars in the rear view
she feel like she at mars
i told her ‘baby, i feel you’
she said ‘let’s take it slow’
i know she f-ck with my rhythm though
she can tell from my tone
and how i stutter my syllables
i hop around in dimensions
did i fail to mention
i heard you say ‘go right’
but my left brain ambidextrous
i play her guitar
we blowing loud in the sunset
look like romantic art
when the three tabs on my tongue set
and i love that (aye, aye)
think i’m high on the dro
seeing audio visuals
pop out, don’t hit my phone
i ain’t feeling too digital
taking shots of patrone
she carb the rig with the silicone
i got iron for lungs got me feeling invincible
[chorus]
hands around my neck
till they turn white
love that sh-t high waisted
with the shirt tied
i’m getting high and wasted
for the third night
twist that diamond bracelet
no stir fry
[verse 2]
stoplights sway like my head does
i pour that hennessy in my red cup
like ‘d-mn, she glow in that becca’
her shoe game cold, cinderella (aye)
she ride my wave cause
it’s a foreign, it’s foreign
show her how to ball like jordan
ball like jordan
got 30 rock no tracy morgan
cost a mortgage
she rolling swishers in studio
when i’m recording
got me feeling like a movie though
i leak endorphins
seeing colors, new proportions
i’m distorted
gear imported
snap a portrait
snap a portrait
[chorus]
hands around my neck
till they turn white
love that sh-t high waisted
with the shirt tied
i’m getting high and wasted
for the third night
twist that diamond bracelet
no stir fry
[verse 3]
i been making moves
girl, you heard right
your new man on my gram
tryna lurk, why?
girl, i’m too high for drama
that’s birds eye
but he ain’t he ain’t even know
i let her slide
and we ducking the boys
with the search light
whole team sipping bud light
on the curbside
i knew you don’t ball
that’s your third strike
not a sp-ce in my head
you occur by
[chorus]
hands around my neck
till they turn white
love that sh-t high waisted
with the shirt tied
i’m getting high and wasted
for the third night
twist that diamond bracelet
no stir fry
[bridge]
i’ve been doing numbers lately
mix the downers with the uppers baby
imma pull up in that new mercedes
i’ll be flexing in that rose gold ap
so it’s no wonder why i stutter
it’s the influence i’m under
flex the fit off in a pic
all day 2018 summer
[outro]
i’ve been doing numbers
feeling sounds, hearing colors
we just burning rubber
i might take another
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