Cigarettes and Jello Shots
[Verse 1: Yung Skayda]
Money in my pocket brings me cheer (It does)
But no love in my heart yeah that's a fear (it is)
I still think of you when I'm alone (I do)
I wish I could make you fall in love, with me
I don't know who you are anymore but I can see
I can see you changed but I know who you are to me
We can walk our different paths and drive our different streets
But in the end I'll think about you and I hope you thought bout me
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Skayda]
I don't want to wake up
I don't want to brush my teeth yuh
I don't want to comb my hair
Without her
I don't want to feel so without her
[Chorus: Yung Skayda]
Shorty played me for a fool
I just wanna live up on the moon
Hoping I'll forget about you soon
Watch me dance, shake it off
Burn my cup, Molotov
I got played, what the fuck ooh
[Verse 2: Karm The Tool]
I look up at the stars
If they could speak I know they'd tell where you are
Cause when I call you up, you sound so bizarre
I know you're out there like
I know you're out there like
I know you're out there without me
You said you're out with your friends
Why'd you slip into that dress
Why'd you slip out it to tell me don't stress and leave me right here on the bed
Why you keep making excuses to leave
That shit that I don't believe
Tell you the truth I knew the whole time I just don't want you to leave
Yeah I want you to stay
You cheated anyway
You thought I'd do the same
So I think it's okay
Why you still playing games
Rewind and hit replay
Rewind and hit replay
Rewind and hit it hit it
Woah
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Skayda]
I don't want to wake up
I don't want to brush my teeth yuh
I don't want to comb my hair
Without her
I don't want to feel so without her
[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
Shorty played me for a fool
I just wanna live up on the moon
Hoping I'll forget about you soon
Watch me dance, shake it off
Burn my cup, Molotov
I got played, what the fuck
For a fool
I just wanna live up on the moon
Hoping I'll forget about you soon
Watch me dance, shake it off
Burn my cup, Molotov
I got played, what the fuck ooh