Текст песни Plus One AKA Way 2 Lit (feat. Omegv) - J.R.C.

Hey girl you my plus one
Take a trip to my past
That's the present, uh
No one else to impress
I don't trust none
You gon' wear away
You gon' rust, uh

Hey girl you my plus one
Take a trip to my past
That's the present, uh
No one else to impress
I don't trust none
You gon' wear away
You gon' rust, uh

Focused on a mission you ain't wit it you better leave
The centrifuge is busted on my t-t-t-t-time machine
Ironically I don't have time for that debauchery
My every move ripples like butterflies, Mohammed Ali
Even the legends are in jeopardy because of me
Messing with time exploring the vibes
See what's beyond the horizon
Both of my parents worked for Verizon
Why my shit quick
Full of surprises, reprising my role as the goat of this flowing shit
Zooming the windows be tinted when riding a plane, or a whip or a boat and shit
Hop in a vent then I vent like my bitch is my therapist
Can you give me the attention
Swear my computer listens more
The government paid for that mention
Present day we all afraid in need of an intervention
That's my mission don't pretend to understand my intentions
Back in the days I couldn't get rid of the feeling immensely
Pulling me down
The feeling of drowning
Yeah I fill up my cup nonetheless
Expel the stress, yeah
Forget to rest, yeah
I'm caught in a loop I don't wanna fix
I'm chilling, my present was blessed, yeah
The future can wait but it's all a facade, a test of my strength with no end, yeah
Yeah, I swear this shit don't end, yeah
Getting too lit, forget who I am

Hey girl you my plus one
Take a trip to my past
That's the present, uh
No one else to impress
I don't trust none
You gon' wear away
You gon' rust, uh

Aye, roll another one for me
It's way too cumbersome for me
That's why I'm always by my lonely
Drop the weight to keep my boat floating, homie
I'm remote controlling low-key
Had to take a little moment for the dab now I'm back on it
This shit just be roller coasting
Take a little then give it back
Just like we practiced it back in school
My nigga don't fuck up the roto please
Two hit pass it
In 2 lit fashion
Stakes high but me and my niggas still at Ruth's Chris
Got lil shawty roofless, spazzing
And the cookies got me way higher than you could imagine
They tell me to slow down
I think I'm just fine
I'm in a matrix losing track of the time
But never losing track of my mind

Roll another one, it's on me
Light another one, it's on me
Pour another one, I'm too lit
Who's idea was it, to do this (Mine)

Roll another one, it's on me
Light another one, it's on me
Pour another one, I'm too lit (Too lit)
Who's idea was it, to do this

Yeah the only one to blame is myself
Been too lit for the longest time but I can't even tell
How long it's been
We entered the future, nah, nah
That's where I left from
But, now it's caught up with me
Now I'm finna rest up
If these bitches in the club (Uh, uh) would ever let go
If they ever leave my crib (Uh, uh) it's cause I said so, hah
Keep denying there was stress, I ain't been pressed, no, hah
Make more pesto than a fancy restaurant
It's the upper echelon a Renaissance
That's where I'm dancing getting turnt getting smacked to the gods
Catching eyes blinding gazes from my frost
Double-crossing bitches getting tossed across the floor
Before they could they could floss
Feel like a villain, uh, yeah
What did it cost?
A little Lacoste
It feel like a loss
Gotta get back
Back what lost, yeah
There's no time yeah
No time, yeah

Roll another one, it's on me
Light another one, it's on me
Pour another one, too lit
Who's idea was it, to do this (Mine)