ly (lacombe youngins) - hwy - 1088 lyrics
[intro: $lim gucci]
20 years old never felt so alone
tryna get it on my own right my many many wrongs but
it’s hard to let go feeding all this bullsh+t but
simon said so, so try and make it quick
take a sip, move a brick, another kilo on the stove
a lacombe baby lit but quick to up the f+ckin’ pole
do a trick on the d+ck like a stripper on a pole
take a poll for me quick percocet or cold snow
[verse 1: $lim gucci]
my b+tch hates me but i hate her too
how this shorty gonna talk sh+t she drinking malibu
she got all my brother’s albums as a tattoo
cap screwed loose as for me don’t wanna talk to you
scrimmy barely talk to me no y’all ain’t gotta clue
think i’m swimming in some money in my swimming pool
slimmy been underrated sincе i used to hoop but
i went d1 so that tells you how i f+cking movе
[bridge: $lim gucci]
20 years old never felt so alone
tryna get it on my own right my many many wrongs but
it’s hard to let go feeding all this bullsh+t but
simon said so, so try and make it quick
[verse 2: tommy da$h]
how i’m an alcoholic, i ain’t even 21
how come i talk to pops when all he do is duck and run
his f+ckin’ mouth is getting loud we all beneath the sun
that’s why my ex she put me down ’cause she don’t need no one
like close your mouth and shut your legs it’s common courtesy
heard she be posting on the ‘gram just tryna cause a scene
i hit her up to make ammends but she won’t talk to me
i guess it’s all about the win and how you flaunt the jeans
find yo higher power brother
be real these weak drills and cheap thrills
won’t keep still like meek mill i dream k!ll and
you ain’t hear the words i’m saying not a big deal
you can keep on scrolling ’til i get the right attention
three months sober i ain’t even need an intervention
strictly love for all the names that i don’t need to mention
hit me up when all ya spirits gotten thorough cleansing but
for now i’m saying bye and keep me out the mentions
find yo higher power brother
[outro: $lim gucci]
20 years old never felt so alone
tryna get it on my own right my many many wrongs but
it’s hard to let go feeding all this bullsh+t but
simon said so, so try and make it quick
take a sip, move a brick, another kilo on the stove
a lacombe baby lit but quick to up the f+ckin’ pole
do a trick on the d+ck like a stripper on a pole
take a poll for me quick percocet or cold snow
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