Rossy - Laughing

Bands in my pocket see just how I'm rocking
These hands all on me cuz' the way I been popping
Two-tone Patek match the rocks on my neck but the way that they talking man nothing is shocking
Horse, Porche, Fredo, bands in the north
Pull off the lot, hundred racks in my shorts
Rose gold seats, Louis V feet
Look to my right see your girl on my seat
And this drink got me laughing
Spend bills on my fashion
They don't want no more action, yeah
Stop acting
VVS on my necklace
But I'm way past flexing
Watch on your girl, who she texting?
She just deleted the message
Yeah!
I'm just done hating you
What a hater do?
I heard your story it's just not relatable
Feelings are awful but they're not escapable
Would of moved on, really don't think I'm capable
Turn my heartache into gold
In my feelings, yes you know
Hit the panic button
Like it's nothing
Girl, you fronting
No discussion
I can't trust a girl like that
I hit your phone, just hit me back
Pour one out just for the homies
If you're real you gotta show me
I'm stuck in a loop
I got nothing to lose
I got millions of problems I'm solving with booze
I got so many people with opposite views
I got so many chances to tell them my truth
Why can't I fold?
Kill the people I told
I just hold on to those
It's the way that I chose
But now all my songs say "my neck is so froze"
Cuz' I'm way too afraid of the colours I show
Bands in my pocket see just how I'm rocking
These hands all on me cuz' the way I been popping
Two-tone Patek match the rocks on my neck but the way that they talking man nothing is shocking
Horse, Porche, Fredo, bands in the north
Pull off the lot, hundred racks in my shorts
Rose gold seats, Louis V feet
Look to my right see your girl on my seat
And this drink got me laughing
Spend bills on my fashion
They don't want no more action, yeah
Stop acting
VVS on my necklace
But I'm way past flexing
Watch on your girl, who she texting?
She just deleted the message
Yeah!
Why can't I hate you?
So disgraceful
Picked out your bullshit now I got a plateful
See you with him and you acting so playful… and that's painful
I should be owed all the love I deserve
Blame it on me but you got with him first
Think of all the things that I regret
Like ever letting you inside of my bed
Cuz' that just let you inside of my head
I'll never trust your friends of opposite sex
Yeah
Ye-ah
Ye-ahh
Ye-ah
Ye-ahh
Yeah

Written by:
Aidan Rossi

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