Useless Feelings Songtext
I don't give a fuck what you think, bitch
You the Devil, ahaha
Cut that bitch off!
Please don't call my phone, I'm way too gone
(I'm way too gone, gone)
I'm way too gone
I'm way too gone
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Don't call my phone, don't call my, don't call my phone
You the Devil, ahaha
Cut that bitch off!
Please don't call my phone, I'm way too gone
(I'm way too gone, gone)
I'm way too gone
I'm way too gone
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Don't call my phone, don't call my, don't call my phone
Don't know why so often I'm feelin' like I'm runnin' out of time
There ain't no telling what I'm thinkin' 'bout when I'm not high
Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind
While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night
Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
She like niggas with some monеy but I know she got a bag too
Lately, I been thinkin' of anything I could use to rеplace you
I know that's fucked up, but I know you don't care
Smoke this big boofy blunt, take me way out of here
I think I'm losin' all of my useless feelings
Bitch, I really need it, never seen that
Tie my demons up and leave them hangin' from the ceiling
Bitch, I really need, never seen, no
Don't know why so often I'm feelin' like I'm runnin' out of time
There ain't no telling what I'm thinkin' 'bout when I'm not high
Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night
Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
Yeah, I think I'm losin' all of my useless feelings
Bitch, I really need it, never seen that
Tie my demons up and leave them hangin' from the ceiling
Bitch, I really need, never seen, no
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
There ain't no telling what I'm thinkin' 'bout when I'm not high
Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind
While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night
Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
She like niggas with some monеy but I know she got a bag too
Lately, I been thinkin' of anything I could use to rеplace you
I know that's fucked up, but I know you don't care
Smoke this big boofy blunt, take me way out of here
I think I'm losin' all of my useless feelings
Bitch, I really need it, never seen that
Tie my demons up and leave them hangin' from the ceiling
Bitch, I really need, never seen, no
Don't know why so often I'm feelin' like I'm runnin' out of time
There ain't no telling what I'm thinkin' 'bout when I'm not high
Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night
Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
Yeah, I think I'm losin' all of my useless feelings
Bitch, I really need it, never seen that
Tie my demons up and leave them hangin' from the ceiling
Bitch, I really need, never seen, no
I'm smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private
Throwin' ass on the private
