Euphoria

Walked in Saks fifth spent about 50
She's dropping a Louis for Fendi
I told her she got enough clothes
Just got a new bag
She's getting defensive
I bought all the rags cuz I'm rich and
These niggas they hate when they clout for attention
They don't really know what they missing
Missing them days with my mom in the Kitchen
I told her I love her I'm sensitive
Staying 100 and humble my regimen
I'm gonna get to the top like I'm president
90210 is gon be my residence
Pussy while you are just scared of it
Pink 50s in my pockets it's evident
Blessed life and my Shorty heaven sent
I get a sense of

Euphoria
She got me in a place of euphoria
Euphoria
I'm falling for ya
Diamond studded tooth I adore ya
I adore ya
New keys to the crib now it's time to play
Not even going to be fucking the Shorty
We're talking about getting paid
You got me for ya
You got me for ya
I'm about to overdose in euphoria

Spend a bag just to get it back
New clothes pop new tags
Drive off the lot with a new Jag
Shorty she wants a Chanel bag
My foot on the gas like I'm a speed racer
Hand on the wheels i need no breaks
I got the vision
I see to the snowflakes
Up in the hills and I'm sipping on brewed grapes
Licking her fingers she likes how her juice Taste
I get the money and get all my bills paid
30 a month damn I'm amazed
I just need a little Shorty to lay back
And give me
Euphoria
She got me in a place of euphoria
Euphoria
I'm falling for ya
Diamond studded tooth I adore ya
I adore ya
New keys to the crib now it's time to play
Not even going to be fucking the Shorty
We're talking about getting paid
You got me for ya
You got me for ya
I'm about to overdose in euphoria



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Roach
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