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 want to forget the past
I drive all my brothers in a Uber, uh
E-e-e-e-e- everything I own
I like going inside when I feel real warm
Go turn on computer (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 so much money, so much power in my wallet
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I see them 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 them balloons, I gotta pop it
I been going, going, thought that you would stop it
J-J-J-Just doing nothing, ain't no talkin', t-t-t-talkin'
Talking, doing nothin', ain't no talkin', t-t-talkin'

[Chorus: 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 the 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
Crowd 'bout your order
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: 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