Lyrics Paper hearts – Kidd G
Paper hearts lyrics
Paper hearts in the glove box of my F-150 (F-150)
And I might just take one out and light it up
And throw it out the window
Because I’m tipsy
Yeah, chrome hearts in the Carhartt
Push it twice and the car stars,
Up late shootin’ dark stars
You get the point like a dart board,
Oh, bad bitch with a little twang
I’m the Kidd, I’ma let it hang
Six string, I’ma let it bang
Wrist wet and it ain’t rain
When I skrrt down the back road, can’t help but slide
And I’m all messed up and that’s why I keep
Paper hearts in the glove box of my F-150 (F-150)
And I might just take one out and light it up
And throw it out the window
Because I’m tipsy
Yeah, I’ve been on the road
Ain’t got time to hang no more
Money ain’t a thing, buy a plane, let’s go
Girls blowin’ up my phone
They just wanna know when I’m gonna do a show
I don’t know
They be lovin’ “Dirt Road”
Blamin’ bottles of Patron
Mama get mad ’cause I didn’t come home
Let’s go
When I skrrt down the back road, can’t help but slide (No)
And I’m all messed up and that’s why I keep
Paper hearts in the glove box of my F-150 (F-150)
And I might just take one out and light it up
And throw it out the window
Because I’m tipsy
That’s why I keep paper hearts in the glove box of my F-150
(F-150)
And I might just take one out and light it up
And throw it out the window
Because I’m tipsyyy
