How Much Is a Gram of Love? - Astrus*, Wassup Rocker

Woah woah, woah, woah

Yuh, yuh

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time (yuh)

Ay, I am not the richest, shawty, I can’t pay your bills

I’m not mister macho, sometimes I get in my feels

I’m not 6'2″ playing for a sports team

But, I ain’t a piece of shit

Shawty, that’s a guarantee

If you like it freaky freaky, I could give you sticky

I’m not 6ix9ine, but I’ll hit you with my blicky

Don’t know if it’s corny or is a good joke

If you wanna get for real, I can hit you with some strokes

Fuck all that, baby, let’s just go and hit the bank

We can get some money, baby, tell me what you think?

Go 'head, bend down and touch your toes

Show me somethin' that no one, no one, no one else knows, yeah

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time

(Rocker)

Palm trees, what I’m rollin'

And, I’m all up in them organs

Girl, it’s 4 in the mornin'

You on my mind, you important (yeah)

Your ex man in that Buick (nyeerm)

Like 6ix9ine, you be stupid (stupid)

But, I still hit it from the back

So, you can call me your Cupid (ah ah ah)

I’m not the finest man (uh uh)

But, I’m still tryin' man (for real)

And, trust me, I can get that ass poppin' like a fryin' pan (tss tss tss)

I haven’t read your message still

Playin' games like where your Checkers skills?

Lemme get the record straight

Before I sign these record deals (cha-ching)

Girl, I got no love for these bitches

And, you keep trippin' and trippin'

And, when’s the last time we kicked it?

Go 'head 'cause it’s been a minute

But, baby (what?), promise that it’s more than that

Can’t you see it’s more than rap (yeah)

I wrote these lyrics 'cause your mad

So, honey, put your head on my chest

I can’t lie, I’m not the best

Sometimes when I’m all alone

I know that I be depressed

But, baby (aw), that’s when I’m not with you

No cap, I really miss you

I really like your lip gloss on my lips when I would kiss you

(Yeah, somethin' like that)

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time

If I was taller, baby, could I be yours?

Tell me if I’m funny 'cause I’m really not sure

I ain’t fall in love in a long long time

All I’m asking is, baby, please don’t waste my time, yeah