tms3 Lyrics

Smoking exotic

Like it came from the tropic

Don't be texting my phone

If it's not on no profit

Her brain fried up

She think she a option

Gave my heart twice

In love with that toxic

Don't wanna talk about shit

Not on that non sense

Stayed to myself

No one there when you lost

Lost it all told myself stay strong

Ignoring calls in my thoughts but I'm calm

Back to back whips on the strip top gear

And my mind shit caged got me feelin

Like thugga

I'm sorry I was lying when I told u I loved you

I be talking my shit too much like fuck it

Had me walking in the house

By the door she tryn suck it

Real alias times them the vibes

Can't trust it

When I'm off of that za got me tired on cars

0000 passenger side on slime

I can hide when I'm sad

But can't hide when I'm mad

How I make it your world

But I'm not in the picture

Must've lost your mind

If you thinking it's cookie

I be way too high still thinking shit genuine

This shit ain't sold bitch we smoke out the bag

Been getting way too high

For the shit that they on

Too many heads in this function

I ain't passing my jay

Never said you was wrong

But you know I was right

Stuffed in my pockets same color the sky

The way that u move

Probably hoping I'm crying

Mentally strong so I carry shit on

Endless smoke out the whip

Like it came from a bong

Still be texting on bri

Only one keep me sane

Even though we ain't work shit be bigger than That

I was righting my wrongs to be clearer than That

Name start with a L so she holding on that

Saying my prayers sometimes feel alone

Push you away just protecting growth

How I'm standing on shit

And still float like boats

Shawty thought she was slick

Tryna leave her coat

Lashes on the sink

Probably think I ain't peep

Kiss on the cheek when I'm sleep

Last thing it'll be

Wasted my time

Or was it a lesson

Smoking exotic

Like it came from the tropic

Don't be texting my phone

If it's not on no profit

Her brain fried up

She think she a option

Gave my heart twice

In love with that toxic

Don't wanna talk about shit

Not on that non sense

Stayed to myself

No one there when you lost

Lost it all told myself stay strong

Ignoring calls in my thoughts but I'm calm

Back to back whips on the strip top gear

And my mind shit caged got me feelin

Like thugga

I'm sorry I was lying when I told u I loved you

I be talking my shit too much like fuck it

Had me walking in the house

By the door she tryn suck it

Real alias times them the vibes

Can't trust it

When I'm off of that za got me tired on cars

0000 passenger side on slime