What Girl Is Immune to the Charms of a Givenchy Bag
Corsets rented off
Porsches in the portrait, money never rented off
Mouth so crystallized, my cup poured with those alkali
Smoke so much gas my lungs scorched from all the haze I buy
Parked outside, windows iced
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Torn marants rock the club in after dark
Match the fall, match the seasons to our love
December fall, these the days when I'm alone
You paint your toes to match my phone, she'll never know
Listen, but you can't relate
I need a break from the city
I need a girl like Tinashe
I know Bhadus' that reside in a country estate
And I know you to well to know that this life that
You keep up is never enough
But it's all that you want cause it's what
You become when you needa have fun when you wanna get lost
I just pulled up on this girl she do the same
I just got you now you asking me to change
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Porsches in the portrait, money never rented off
Mouth so crystallized, my cup poured with those alkali
Smoke so much gas my lungs scorched from all the haze I buy
Parked outside, windows iced
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Torn marants rock the club in after dark
Match the fall, match the seasons to our love
December fall, these the days when I'm alone
You paint your toes to match my phone, she'll never know
Listen, but you can't relate
I need a break from the city
I need a girl like Tinashe
I know Bhadus' that reside in a country estate
And I know you to well to know that this life that
You keep up is never enough
But it's all that you want cause it's what
You become when you needa have fun when you wanna get lost
I just pulled up on this girl she do the same
I just got you now you asking me to change
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Know when I leave you that I'll throw you a parade
'Fore you let the streamers down I'll serenade (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Flex this money count my, she wanna go home
Sounds like yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeahhh Yeahhh)
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Reynoso
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