Take It!
Cooler than a Kool-Aid he's
Walkin' 'round the hood
In a scooter piss... in'
Grannies off he's a
Douchebag level premium
Flexin' thousand-dollar outfit
Lookin' true bohemian
I saw him hangin' out
Hard on his own lana do
Babbled tryin' a spill
"Hey, wanna some shindig, yo?"
Gold diggers 'round his pocket
Night and day
A yoga teacher was the last one
He scared away
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
Got a kick ass flat
His daddy paid for
Raticate face
Body taken from Jersey Shore
'Cause follow the trail of cash
Is enough for them to reach ya
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face (Spillin' down my face)
I'm glad I live, and I love
I bask in the way (I bask in the way)
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
Walkin' 'round the hood
In a scooter piss... in'
Grannies off he's a
Douchebag level premium
Flexin' thousand-dollar outfit
Lookin' true bohemian
I saw him hangin' out
Hard on his own lana do
Babbled tryin' a spill
"Hey, wanna some shindig, yo?"
Gold diggers 'round his pocket
Night and day
A yoga teacher was the last one
He scared away
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
Got a kick ass flat
His daddy paid for
Raticate face
Body taken from Jersey Shore
'Cause follow the trail of cash
Is enough for them to reach ya
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face (Spillin' down my face)
I'm glad I live, and I love
I bask in the way (I bask in the way)
I got enough with the sun
Spillin' down my face
Why do they care about?
Those things they'll never get
I make everything a game and I
Hit the ground with every step
'Cause we gotta single life
To spend, take it!
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Dunbar, Robert Bacon, Robin Dimaggio
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