[Intro]
(Whippin' The Prada Engine)
Oh woah
Uh, oh
[Chorus]
I hope you're doing fine, I really wish you well
I can't sit and dwell in-in-into the morning
You told me burn in hell, I don't care how you feel
Girl I'm breaking out, Hell-Hell-Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
[Verse]
Murci-élago
Slam the gas and we go
I'm seeing the world with new girls
Coppin' bags on the road
Straight out the city baby
Living life, white gold
Stuck off cheap wine, and cigarettes
It never gets old
Drunk on the vibe, high on nostalgia
Molly for moments I think of you
Sold out nights, Hypnagogia
I got daydreams of you
I smell your perfume in crowds
I always miss you
You're gone right now
But I'm always with you
Like a pyromaniac
Set fire to the past, and spread the ash
Gonna watch it burn
Gonna tape it back
Then we get right back and you make me act like
It was something
4 years no calls, no nothing
I can't take it back, but we over that
I've grown too much
And I finally see that
You wasn't shit
I should've fucked another bitch
Should've taped the shit
Replayed the shit
Then sent it to you, and just dipped
My emotions mixed, can't stand the bitch
I hate this shit, It's so toxic
But you over me, and I'm over this
So let's call it quits, and stop fronting baby
[Chorus]
I hope you're doing fine, I really wish you well
I can't sit and dwell in-in-into the morning
You told me burn in hell, I don't care how you feel
Girl I'm breaking out, Hell-Hell-Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
I hope you're doing fine, I really wish you well
I can't sit and dwell in-in-into the morning
You told me burn in hell, I don't care how you feel
Girl I'm breaking out, Hell-Hell-Hell Was Boring
[Verse]
2 days still in the same clothes
Awake still but my eyes closed
I saw your eyes front row
37 missed calls to my phone
19 more nights 'till I'm home
Baby I'm having motion
I saw the devil in her eyes
And then I drank her potion
I got complacent, and started erasing
This whole song that I wrote about
How we so different, I came from the trenches
And you from the country, Lil' small town
And you love the stars
We don't see many of those where I'm from
I'm getting anxious, no more being patient
I came for a while, can't stay very long
Going home now
[Chorus]
I hope you're doing fine, I really wish you well
I can't sit and dwell in-in-into the morning
You told me burn in hell, I don't care how you feel
Girl I'm breaking out, Hell-Hell-Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
Hell Was Boring
I hope you're doing fine, I really wish you well
Wish you well, wish you well
You told me burn in hell, I don't care how you feel
How you feel
Hell-Hell-Hell Was Boring