Yeah
She smells of danger
Yeah
She smells of danger
Lone star, kinda like I’mma Texas Ranger
Got the paper now, thats a game changer
Miss my old friends, they all turned strangers
But at least it say Y3 on my trainers
Yeah, at least it say Y3 on my trainers

Yeah
She smells of danger
Yeah
She smells of danger
Lone star, kinda like I’mma Texas Ranger
Got the paper now, thats a game changer
Miss my old friends, they all turned strangers
But at least it say Y3 on my trainers
At least it say Y3 on my trainers

Daggers to my heart
I don’t wanna play my part
Wrists scarred, platinum card
I’ll be on my guard
Feel their stares as I pass by
Get me high, get me high
Shards of broken stars
Off a point, I see none
Laser sight, sniper scope
Take the shot when I’m done
I don’t really feel shit
Kinda scared that I’m so numb
Wanna talk to you, but you don’t
So I’ll bite my tongue