Testo hello¿ - TopOppGen

Testo della canzone hello¿ (TopOppGen), tratta dall'album fake pills & real scars

Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah
Baby, I'm high as hell, why I ain't pick up the telephone (the telephone)
I don't know why I argue with you, swear you ain't never wrong (ain't never wrong)
I gotta keep my head on, think I'm better off alone, huh
I just threw back two perks, I feel it in my dome
Baby, if you come with me, you ain't gon' want go home
No, this ain't no fuckin' one-night stand, you know my love's strong
My high ass gon' keep givin' out my heart, until my love's gone
Why would I change up, when I done came up makin' love songs?
L-O-V-E, E-V-O-L
He know it ain't nothin' in that bitch's soul, he tryna sell
I done ran through 13 racks and, bitch, do I look like O'Dell?
Off M5-23s, keep textin' you, "hello", like I'm Adele
You don't come out holler, bruh, then blow your crib up, then they bail
Yeah, outta town, you miss me, send my feelings through the mail (huh)
My bitch gettin' fucked, the only reason I'm scared of jail
Don't give no dance, still gon' put Glock on a nigga's head just like he's jailed
This a deuce up in a minute maid
Lil' boujee-ass ain't tryna break no sweat, she standin' in the shade
I been off them percs, they think I work out, 'cause, I'm losin' weight (I'm losin' weight)
And I get a nigga clapped, speakin' on my name, his ass better lose the hate
I kept hearin' hisses in my ears, I had to lose the snake (lose the snake)
12 behind is too many drugs and guns, bitch, I'ma lose the brakes
And since I threw out my first pill, I already knew my faith
I don't know why they come around, that love, I already know it's fake (get the fuck on)
Baby, I'm high as hell, why I ain't pick up the telephone (the telephone)
I don't know why I argue with you, swear you ain't never wrong (ain't never wrong)
I gotta keep my head on, think I'm better off alone
I just threw back two perks, I feel it in my dome
Baby, if you come with me, you ain't gon' want go home
No, this ain't no fuckin' one-night stand, you know my love's strong
My high ass gon' keep givin' out my heart, until my love's gone
Why would I change up, when I done came up makin' love songs?
You get mad, and block me
Every time I pop out, swear to God, it's paparazzi
She turn on my song, and she get wet like kamikaze
Look into my eyes, and you can tell I'm goin' off Roxy
Nigga got his life away too early, he tried to box me (brr, brr, brr)
I had fell in love, she walked away and that shit shot me
I can't find no perks, go to the hospital, and say they "shot me"
Hope I don't see you posting, like you lonely, 'cause you got me
You think I'm gon' OD off them pills, so you won't stop me



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Writer(s): Dayz Reyes, Genesis Roland, Dre Vion Norman
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