More songs by Logic
Description
Main Artist: 7RU7H
Main Artist: Logic
Lyricist: Trace A
Lyricist: Bobby H
Composer: prawjex the internet
Lyrics and translation
Original
Live chicks, live chicks, live chicks, live chicks.
Beam me up, tell me that it's up. Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck.
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode. I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song.
Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb. Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.
Come and ride this dick, she like, "Okay.
" Pedal to the floor, fuck the brakes, I'm amazed. When I'm in LA, we just rage every day.
Shooters like I'm FaZe, hollows at your face, ooh. I got you high, bitch, say so. Drugs numbing up my face, oh.
We do what we wanna do, you do what you 'posed to do.
Heat all in my razor, know you sweat me like it's sauna dude.
Bitch, ain't cool, baby, tell me what y'all wanna do. Fuck her in them Prada shoes, just to say I'm proud of you.
Ayy, just drop a pin, it's up. Is you gang? If you are, then come with us. What the fuck?
Beam me up, tell me that it's up. Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck.
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode. I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song.
Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb. Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.
Ayy, hold up, ayy. Give me a minute to get back up in it, I'm ready to send it.
Could never pretend it, I know that I need it.
Feeling depleted, feel like I'm deleted. I'm on my own wave, still slay, still in the game.
Wake up every day the same, insane, insane, insane. Make a dollar, play the game, I think not.
This impossible, never stop. Open up your mind, give me some of your time. Never feeling fine,
I'ma go for mine. Most days feeling worthless, but that's only on the surface.
Fuck the script, now what's your purpose?
I'm nervous 'cause I don't know what's to come. I'm in my mind all the time.
I'm running, but don't know what I'm running -from. -Beam me up, tell me that it's up.
Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck. Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode.
I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song. Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb.
Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.
English translation
Live chicks, live chicks, live chicks, live chicks.
Beam me up, tell me that it's up. Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck.
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode. I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song.
Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb. Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.
Come and ride this dick, she like, "Okay.
" Pedal to the floor, fuck the brakes, I'm amazed. When I'm in LA, we just rage every day.
Shooters like I'm FaZe, hollows at your face, ooh. I got you high, bitch, say so. Drugs numbing up my face, oh.
We do what we wanna do, you do what you 'posed to do.
Heat all in my razor, know you sweat me like it's sauna dude.
Bitch, ain't cool, baby, tell me what y'all wanna do. Fuck her in them Prada shoes, just to say I'm proud of you.
Ayy, just drop a pin, it's up. Is you gang? If you are, then come with us. What the fuck?
Beam me up, tell me that it's up. Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck.
Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode. I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song.
Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb. Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.
Ayy, hold up, ayy. Give me a minute to get back up in it, I'm ready to send it.
Could never pretend it, I know that I need it.
Feeling depleted, feel like I'm deleted. I'm on my own wave, still slay, still in the game.
Wake up every day the same, insane, insane, insane. Make a dollar, play the game, I think not.
This impossible, never stop. Open up your mind, give me some of your time. Never feeling fine,
I'ma go for mine. Most days feeling worthless, but that's only on the surface.
Fuck the script, now what's your purpose?
I'm nervous 'cause I don't know what's to come. I'm in my mind all the time.
I'm running, but don't know what I'm running -from. -Beam me up, tell me that it's up.
Said you onto new things, I don't give a fuck.
Spit it at your brain in the backseat of the truck. Red pill, blue pill, bitch, I'm in the god mode.
I hit the fortune, I'm a slay song. Fuck a movie, we could make one. Molly got me going dumb.
Smoking out the party, I'm about to lose a lung.