Fun Fun Fun (Clouds)
Best king, turn it up turn it up
I'm thinking 'bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yea
Feel like John Doe in your life
But you're well known in mine
Staying up talking all night
Let's have fun fun fun
And Now you're texting other guys
Hmm guess you're well in your rights
I don't wanna start any fights
'Cause then it's done
I chill in the shower pretending
You're not in my mind for hours Pretentiously
Living and acting Like life is alright
But your life on your socials I know they're all lies
I could show you money and power
I'll give you the medal the rollie the bezel
My hands like a necklace I'm choking you out 'till you're breathless
Like Pain is just pleasure disguised
Pain is the pleasure, you ain't gotta change
I'm taking measures, to keep you the same
You made me shoot my shot, I worked on my aim
Blonde hair, Green eyes
I feel some type of way
I'm thinking bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yeah
Thinking 'bout Netflix and chill And just hanging with minus the sex
But Lord knows I'm having some trouble with simply controlling myself
Intoxicated, your idea of fun is just drinking with some of your friends
So you hit up a club and you wake up hungover and then you'll be calling me next
I lay on my bed listen juice
You say you're upset that ain't no news
If you down for me then come to my room I wanna hear screams coming from you
I'm keeping it real so here is the truth
None of my friends know about you
Don't want them to start no rumours
I just want you in room more
I'm thinking bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yeah
I'm thinking 'bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yea
Feel like John Doe in your life
But you're well known in mine
Staying up talking all night
Let's have fun fun fun
And Now you're texting other guys
Hmm guess you're well in your rights
I don't wanna start any fights
'Cause then it's done
I chill in the shower pretending
You're not in my mind for hours Pretentiously
Living and acting Like life is alright
But your life on your socials I know they're all lies
I could show you money and power
I'll give you the medal the rollie the bezel
My hands like a necklace I'm choking you out 'till you're breathless
Like Pain is just pleasure disguised
Pain is the pleasure, you ain't gotta change
I'm taking measures, to keep you the same
You made me shoot my shot, I worked on my aim
Blonde hair, Green eyes
I feel some type of way
I'm thinking bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yeah
Thinking 'bout Netflix and chill And just hanging with minus the sex
But Lord knows I'm having some trouble with simply controlling myself
Intoxicated, your idea of fun is just drinking with some of your friends
So you hit up a club and you wake up hungover and then you'll be calling me next
I lay on my bed listen juice
You say you're upset that ain't no news
If you down for me then come to my room I wanna hear screams coming from you
I'm keeping it real so here is the truth
None of my friends know about you
Don't want them to start no rumours
I just want you in room more
I'm thinking bout Genevieve
I don't really know what's happening to me
If you ever wanted to leave
Take her on a trip let's see Italy yeah
Want her at the back of the seat
In a Beamer heading south from the east
Ima see what we could be
In a second you'll be shopping for me
Yeah
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Writer(s): Best King
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