Felly - Hotel Room lyrics

Turn up everything in my headphones please [Verse] Gone with the beat, gone with the motherf**ing beat Gone with the motherf**ing bag in the street, bag in the street, bag in the street Pffft, ah Gone, gone through the day Going, think I hada make pace I ain't got much but I like it that way I was sad one day then everything change Pffft, fake Fake as the snakes Y'all thinkin' that a boy Drake I ain't got stress yo I'm makin' sh** bang I ain't got mills but I sure can sang Man I sure can- Pfff, fresh Fresh as the breeze Cold as my chick when she leave Hoes wanna roll when I spit a 16 And the kid gon' ball don't you worry 'bout me But the boy so- Tttt, tight Tight with the mic Thinkin that im wrong when im right They be gettin' off to songs I don't like And I hop off the plane askin' if this is real life Man this is real? Psshh, cold Cold as the breeze Y'all like summer '16 b**h lookin' bad and she all on her knees She got hit a g, she got hit a g ? Pshhh, black Black as the night As sweet as a peach when it ripe You could get a feature they gon' pay you no mind And the touch down real this is who I like [Chorus] I keep an all-star b**h in my arms I fell in love, I'm like what have I done And I'll be gone by the morning sun I leave it all in the hotel room I keep an all-star b**h in my arms I fell in love, I'm like what have I done And I'll be gone by the morning sun I leave it all in the hotel room, in the hotel room Stuck in these hotels Lovin' on these hoes still Swear these ones know me so well ?...