"HEADPHONES" lyrics
Louie, wake up!
I'm up with cior
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
(Yeah) Light lil' speed while I'm riding around Melrose (Ooh)
I don't fuck with these ho's, they be for everybody
She gon' switch her demeanor when she see me like, "Hello"
(Yeah) Like hi, it's Donny, big Don Armadillo (Ooh)
Hollywood, I'm drinking Tequila and Belo (Ooh)
With a light-skinned bitch, she get wild off of belos
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
I'm doing, oh well-well
That's my twin, she gon' wish me well-well
I been drowning in paranoia and uncertainty, I know that she can tell
Tell my baby to cut off the heat, I don't care if it's cold, I'm already hell
Lately I've been saving all my money, ain't spending no coins in the wishing wells
You keep on sinning (Yeah)
All this shit I don't wanna hear, they been pinnin' it
You say, "Lil Donny sensitive" like I'm not passionate and hate the world that we livin' in
But you ain't mo'fuckin' innocent, you just want a nigga get you out of that Genesis
Well stay the fuck out my business kid, you can't even dream 'bout all the cars that I'm spinnin' in
Fuck them niggas, I'm killin' it
Rip out the ceiling shit, it's a big crowd in there, isn't it? (Ooh)
Helmut Lang on my pilgrim shit
I'm raising villages, this ain't no cap, this the realest shit (Ooh)
How you mad at the kid if the kid got a problem with you being mad on some silly shit? (Woah)
ADHD, please don't call, I'm on busy shit (Woah-woah-woah)
She hit and run, now I'm back to the dealership
She hit and run, now I'm back in my feelings, shit (Yeah)
She hit and run, now I'm back in my feelings
Upper echelon, the higher class drugs
Hollywood gon' take me out of my feelings (Ooh)
Tryna hit a nigga like I'm John Dillinger
I might slide up, tell her that she fine, I'm feeling her (Yeah)
Hit yo' bitch just like a bomb hittin' her (Yeah)
That's my bitch, she see the Don hittin' her (Yeah)
Don't ask me what I got in my headphones (Woah)
'Cause I bump the same shit all the time, obviously I don't listen to Deftones
Here you go again, crossing my mind, obviously I still know that I'm dead wrong
But it's time to go look at the time, I ain't ever know I would stay that long
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
(Yeah) Light lil' speed while I'm riding around Melrose (Ooh)
I don't fuck with these ho's, they be for everybody
She gon' switch her demeanor when she see me like, "Hello"
(Yeah) Like hi, it's Donny, big Don Armadillo (Ooh)
Hollywood, I'm drinking Tequila and Belo (Ooh)
With a light-skinned bitch, she get wild off of belos
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
Louie, wake up!
I'm up with cior
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
(Yeah) Light lil' speed while I'm riding around Melrose (Ooh)
I don't fuck with these ho's, they be for everybody
She gon' switch her demeanor when she see me like, "Hello"
(Yeah) Like hi, it's Donny, big Don Armadillo (Ooh)
Hollywood, I'm drinking Tequila and Belo (Ooh)
With a light-skinned bitch, she get wild off of belos
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
I'm doing, oh well-well
That's my twin, she gon' wish me well-well
I been drowning in paranoia and uncertainty, I know that she can tell
Tell my baby to cut off the heat, I don't care if it's cold, I'm already hell
Lately I've been saving all my money, ain't spending no coins in the wishing wells
You keep on sinning (Yeah)
All this shit I don't wanna hear, they been pinnin' it
You say, "Lil Donny sensitive" like I'm not passionate and hate the world that we livin' in
But you ain't mo'fuckin' innocent, you just want a nigga get you out of that Genesis
Well stay the fuck out my business kid, you can't even dream 'bout all the cars that I'm spinnin' in
Fuck them niggas, I'm killin' it
Rip out the ceiling shit, it's a big crowd in there, isn't it? (Ooh)
Helmut Lang on my pilgrim shit
I'm raising villages, this ain't no cap, this the realest shit (Ooh)
How you mad at the kid if the kid got a problem with you being mad on some silly shit? (Woah)
ADHD, please don't call, I'm on busy shit (Woah-woah-woah)
She hit and run, now I'm back to the dealership
She hit and run, now I'm back in my feelings, shit (Yeah)
She hit and run, now I'm back in my feelings
Upper echelon, the higher class drugs
Hollywood gon' take me out of my feelings (Ooh)
Tryna hit a nigga like I'm John Dillinger
I might slide up, tell her that she fine, I'm feeling her (Yeah)
Hit yo' bitch just like a bomb hittin' her (Yeah)
That's my bitch, she see the Don hittin' her (Yeah)
Don't ask me what I got in my headphones (Woah)
'Cause I bump the same shit all the time, obviously I don't listen to Deftones
Here you go again, crossing my mind, obviously I still know that I'm dead wrong
But it's time to go look at the time, I ain't ever know I would stay that long
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
(Yeah) Light lil' speed while I'm riding around Melrose (Ooh)
I don't fuck with these ho's, they be for everybody
She gon' switch her demeanor when she see me like, "Hello"
(Yeah) Like hi, it's Donny, big Don Armadillo (Ooh)
Hollywood, I'm drinking Tequila and Belo (Ooh)
With a light-skinned bitch, she get wild off of belos
Like, how much more did she spend on that bag?
It gon' cost me a check, on God, I was dead wrong
Alyx jeans while I sit in first class
It's an arm and a leg, but at least I got leg room
I'm sick of these buses, I'm sick of these hotels (Hotels)
Rather be alone with a bag in my bedroom
New lil' bitch tryna fuck with my heart
That's a whole new bop when I put on my headphones
Louie, wake up!
Writer(s): Louie Jess Gallegos Fernandez Jr., Daijon Davis, Daniel Lamar Peters, Harry Colloly
