Leg Room

[Intro] Alice Gas, can you please follow me back on Instagram?! Dolly, you so cute [Verse 1: d0llywood1] I-I-I-I-I I watch if i give a fuck I drive all my brothers and they just ran up E-e-e-e-e- you fucked the bank, i know I like going inside, wanna feel real more They say I’m conceited (I don't know 'bout that) I do not care, not like a beater Gonna do some things, all i do ever — watchin' I got too much money, too much power in my wallet I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I see their balloons, I gotta pop it, I-I-I-I Going, going, thought that you would stop it J-J-J-Just doing nothing ain't no talkin', t-t-t-talkin' Doing nothin', ain't no talkin', t-t-talkin' I see their balloons, I gotta pop it I been going through it, thought that you would stop it J-J-J-Just doing nothing, and i’m talkin', t-t-t-talkin' Talking, doing nothin', and i’m talkin', t-t-talkin' [Chorus: d0llywood1, Alice Gas] I, I took all of the drugs I think I'm throwing up I think I've had enough I do not give a f*** I- I took all of the drugs I think I'm- moving like a zombie I think I've had enough I do not give a— All these fucking drugs laying 'round in my bedroom, bedroom, bedroom In the Uber XL, like the extra leg room, leg room, leg room All these fucking drugs laying 'round in my bedroom, bedroom, bedroom In the Uber XL, like the extra leg room, leg room, leg room [Verse 2: Alice Gas] W-W-W-W-What the fuck? Your bitch give me top, she slurp me up Tried to afraid? It really made me fucking sick I- I been making money, I been getting really rich, r- r- Hanging out with Dolly, that's my motherfuckin' bitch See me in LA, I'm just cooking up these hits W-W- What you say? Can’t you see we counting out these chips? Yeah, you fuck with these girls, and you know you'll get a six [Verse 3: angelus] I-I-I-I'm with Alice, I'm with Dolly in the cut Fuckin' with me and you know we goin' up 2 racks, outside, don't give a fuck Fear souls fucking running outta luck Pay me for a verse, and I'm okay 'till I mess And my memories the worst And, woah, sippin' on liquor Caught up in designer Cry about it, you’re a minor I don't fuck with these liars, I'm too cool to retire These niggas fake yeah, they don't like MC Think yo' bitch in love with me These niggas 'bout to hate on me, you be worthly, be real with me I don't like you honestly, why won't you just talk to me I'm the G.O.A.T, it's clear to see, me and Gas are shocking streets T-T-Tellin' all these lies, I won't listen I might fuck around these drugs, I got heartstring T-T-Tellin' all these lies, I won't listen I might fuck around these drugs, I got heartstri-i [Chorus: d0llywood1, Alice Gas] I, I took all of the drugs I think I'm throwing up I think I've had enough I do not give a- (fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!) I took all of the drugs I think I'm throwing- (A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah!) I think I've had enough I do not give a— All these fucking drugs laying 'round in my bedroom, bedroom, bedroom In the Uber XL, like the extra leg room, leg room, leg room All these fucking drugs laying 'round in my bedroom, bedroom, bedroom In the Uber XL, like the extra leg room, leg room, leg room