All Fucked Up Songtext

Give a toast to the coldest who [?]
Bitch I'm right next to you but I can't be touched

And I might be
Underneath the stars smoking in the back seat
Thoughts running through my mind like a track meet
Tell the driver hit a lеft take a back street
Cover my tracks like I think somеbody after me
My girl be saying that I'm paranoid actually
But I just laugh if off casually
Whole time with your ho mind won't know the half of it
Acting like you got it but there's a hole in your bag
And your cash gone
Yeah that run didn't last long
If you're trill you can bounce back and mash on
Ask yourself if you're that strong
If not you should probably leave the game alone

And its all fucked up and your girl a renegade
You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved When the cars rolled up you could tell I'm getting paid
And we all grownups, baby ain't nobody playing
Is you going or what when the doors open up?
Feeling broken, I'm smoking still rolling more up
Give a toast to the coldest who [?]
Bitch I'm right next to you but I can't be touched

Underneath the stars in the backse-
Tell the - hit a left at the back street
Cover my tracks like I think someone after me
My girl say I'm paranoid actually
I just laugh alone casually
Acting like you got it but there's a hole in your bag

And its all fucked up and your girl a renegade
You cannot control her, she don't wanna be saved
When the cars rolled up you could tell I'm getting paid
And we all grownups, baby ain't nobody playing
Is you going or what when the doors open up?
Feeling broken, I'm smoking still rolling more up
Give a toast to the coldest who [?]
Bitch I'm right next to you but I can't be touched

Chevys on switches, we smoking weed in it
Don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret we can always
Rule number one don't talk about me
Solid