Wasted ft. Love Noire Lyrics

Got a couple hundred bands, had to stuff them in a safe

We was high demand, now we flyin' in a plane

Get it high, fuck a Xan, three-five in a Wraith

Finna slide like a fan, air it out into space

On the dime, had to flip it ten times my weight

Couple dimes on my wrist, cause the time I can't waste

Wasted,

Really takin' off no spaceship

Come fly with a real nigga, take you outta state

Couple mil', put up, got a couple more to make

Come shine with a real nigga, VVs in L.A.

Batter up, knock it out the park, when I touch base

Top five, I be loaded up when I'm in the race

Grams to the face,

Wasted

I'm in the air, and that runtz super potent

I swear you can taste it

Blowin' up my line like you said you want smoke

Now you went and popped out, now you sayin' it's a joke

I done went and dropped the heat, now they went and caught a stroke

Disappear like magic, a Vetements' cloak

All these niggas want status, I just want hope

If I move too fast, I'll be dead, but a hoax

Tell me to stay away

I try my best till the end of the day

Tell me to feel this way

Fuck it, cause I cannot feel anything anyway

Wasted for so long

Wasted for so long

Killin' the paint and I'm laughin' right off to the bank

Man, I swear that I'm ballin' like Joker

Shootin' no holster, that's how I'm comin' with all of these songs

They gon' pop like a toaster,

Switch to the Roadster, speedin' right off to the top,

And I'm doin' this shit for the culture

Knowin' that they finna plot like a vulture

Fuck it, I've been on a hunt like a poacher

Team been on top, and we always been closer

Double back passin' that rock like bolders

Niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, they bogus

Talking from the start, now they waiting for the closure

Wasted, with the greatest, never faded

Hatin', never say shit, no debating

Facin', I been racin', never skatin'

Droppin' bombs on the game, think it need replacing

(Truth hurts, don't it?)

Wasted,

Really takin' off no spaceship

Come fly with a real nigga, take you outta state

Couple mil', put up, got a couple more to make

Come shine with a real nigga, VVs in L.A.

Batter up, knock it out the park, when I touch base

Top five, I be loaded up when I'm in the race

Grams to the face,

Wasted