bootleg jordans Lyrics by Saint Lane
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on, I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Think I got too high, the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
Cocaine, Lexapro, that’s my fragrance
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Now baby, I got my own card, who gonna charge?
Started a dollar a cup front of my yard
Now people pay me to drink, guess I’m a star
I’m hitting rock bottom I think, that’s why it’s hard
Life is a movie thats clear call it a Blu-ray
Realise you’re no longer here, why I’m so blue babe
Got the expensivest shit, calling me 2 Chainz
Why I’m still feeling like shit?
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on, I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
Think I got too high, the picture faded
Deprivation tank still in my spaceship
Cocaine, Lexapro, thats my fragrance
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing
I love you but I will never say it
I look cool but really I am breaking
I love you but I will never say it
I look cool but really I am breaking
Think my drink was spiked way back in Vegas
Bootleg Jordans on, I got some stains in
Too much on my mind but I don’t say it
Eighty-thousand miles got me racing