I’m on autopilot
Haven’t felt a solid day
Stoic minded
Have to build a kingdom out of of clay
Need a Winona Ryder
Help conceal the pain
Ain’t concerned about coronavirus I got bills to pay
Eating on a Scottish salad
Smoking on some fossil fuel
Wake up at the crack of dawn to try and plan some solid moves
7 to 7 I’m working, 7-2 I’m slaving
Homies are going through changes
I’m trying to save the relation
Ships pass by I’m still paddling my rowboat
Her hips don’t lie I’m smitten hitting with my slow stroke
She got an only fans we making movies with the go pro
She know I’m good for that double pump like I’m lobo
Yeah, used to run the mile like a slowpoke
They say I’m too small for this ride, that’s a low blow
One lonе baby man to rise above
Gotta keep a straight stare to hidе the buzz
Gotta hide the buzz
Way too drunk to attempt to catch the bus
Still struggling between love and lust
I’m the one out the Starbucks who just dropped his cup
On that Jonah hill sh#t
On that Jonah hill sh#t
One more loss and I will flip
On that Jonah hill sh#t
On that Jonah hill shit
Find more lyrics at westlyrics.com
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Whose Lyrics – Bounty Hunter Lobo