USELESS FEELINGS - Dro Kenji

I don’t give a fuck what you think, bitch!

You the Devil, ahaha!

Cut that bitch off!

Please don’t call my phone, I’m way too gone

(I'm way too gone, gone)

I’m way too gone

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Don’t call my phone, don’t call my, don’t call my phone

Don’t know why so often I’m feelin' like I’m runnin' out of time

There ain’t no telling what I’m thinkin' 'bout when I’m not high

Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind

While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night

Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price

I’m smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private

Throwin' ass on the private

She like niggas with some money but I know she got a bag too

Lately, I been thinkin' of anything I could use to replace you

I know that’s fucked up, but I know you don’t care

Smoke this big boofy blunt, take me way out of here

Yeah, I think I’m losin' all of my useless feelings

Bitch, I really need it, never seen that

Tie my demons up and leave 'em hangin' from the ceiling

Bitch, I really need, never seen, no

Don’t know why so often I’m feelin' like I’m runnin' out of time

There ain’t no telling what I’m thinkin' 'bout when I’m not high

Big baguettes, she keep on starin' and she might go blind

While you be worried 'bout that bitch I count the sack all night

Yeah, I go home, I get my dope half-price

I’m smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private

Throwin' ass on the private

Yeah, I think I’m losin' all of my useless feelings

Bitch, I really need it, never seen that

Tie my demons up and leave 'em hangin' from the ceiling

Bitch, I really need, never seen, no

I’m smokin' exotic, bitches throwin' ass on the private

Throwin' ass on the private