Hangover, Pt. 2 ft. mol$ Lyrics

Dark forest where I come from

Big bottles in the back it's a dump truck

I got dumb luck

We was blood luck

We drippin' essence

On the runner ups

But no one talked to us until we were up

They were always tryna hit me up when I got the bucks

And now I'm married to game can't nobody run up on us

C-c-c-cash in my jeans

Can't button up

But no one talked to us until we were up

They were always tryna hit me up when I got the bucks

And now I'm married to game can't nobody run up on us

C-c-c-cash in my jeans

Can't button up

Your warmth I can't lack, or I may have a heart attack

Your warmth I can't lack, or I may have a heart attack

Yeah, have a heart attack (yeah, woah)

Come to me with open arms I will always be here

Come to me, come to me, stay close I'll hold you near

I only care about you, so listen I tell you dear

I want to kill any fucker that even hence breathe near

You will be only mine, because you're the only one

Who I've ever felt this for, this new emotion hence fore come

What have I left but this hollow in my chest

This hollow that you fill, lay by my side, you'll rest

I lay my head right on top of your chest

I want to be as close as possible even in eternal rest

I lay my head right on top of your chest

I want to be as close as possible even in eternal rest

In eternal rest, in eternal rest

(Yeah, okay)