White Brick

Ahh
Ahh
I hate that I love it
She probly feels nothin'
She hot like an oven I hate that I love it
We spend with no budget
That make me feel somethin'
My Goonies is thumbin'
You know how we scummin'
I hate that I love it
She probly feels nothin'
She hot like an oven I hate that I love it
We spend with no budget
That make me feel somethin'
My Goonies is thumbin'
You know how we scummin'

'Cause I keep a lot
Got a dollar for all of my problems
To the top and can't nobody stop it
Making moves and I'm doing it often
I'm boutta pop
Dressing up like my genre is rock
I'll never stop
'Cause I got a spot at the top
I wanna brand new Lambo with the doors
I wanna suite that's got another floor
I wanna hundred plus a little more
My closet a Christian its filled with Dior
Wanna spread love and give racks to the poor
Wanna billboard wanna be out on tour
I wanna shawty that's bad to the core
Who cuddling me on the bed while I snore

I want the one with the Forgiato's
Mom you have to hear this song
Yeah I can get you that one too I don't care fuck it
Yeah those are the ones
And I want that house in LA
You know the one with the white bricks
Yeah I want that
Oh yeah yeah yeah let's do that to

I hate that I love it
She probly feels nothin'
She hot like an oven I hate that I love it
We spend with no budget
That make me feel somethin'
My Goonies is thumbin'
You know how we scummin'
I hate that I love it
She probly feels nothin'
She hot like an oven I hate that I love it
We spend with no budget
That make me feel somethin'
My Goonies is thumbin'
You know how we scummin'



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Fitzgerald
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