I can get you high, but I cant read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
Whats the perfect lie?
Words cannot describe this
Why would you cry? I dont know
I been getting high, now Im ready to show
I been getting high, now Im ready to go
Yeah Im getting too high, Im not too numb
Now dont stop, yeah Im going to drop
Going too crazy isnt throwing the guap
Blowin Mercedes and going to god
Going insane because Im rollin the rod
Now I dont wanna be the one to say it loud
Lately I been too fucked up
Ive been getting faded in the club
I wanna be the one that you trust
I can get you high, but I cant read your mind
I hate when you lie to me, still you keep me alive
Hands run down your spine, I wish you were mine
Whats the perfect lie?
Words cannot describe this