SUNGLASSES (REMIX)
It's the remix.
(ALYX)
I don't have to focus on what you're saying
You're just like a broken record that keeps playing
It goes on and on and on and on and on and on
The volume don't drop
It goes on and on and on and on just droning on
I can't make you stop
I been hearin' a lotta hating
Take a guess who it isn't phasing
Baby, I promise I'm still getting ratings
Here's a middle finger, you can taste it
Dishing it out but you sure couldn't take it
Where's the money you 'spose to be makin'
Fan in disguise and you tryna fake it
Just wanted some clout but you still couldn't chase it
I'll just keep letting you talk like
"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah."
Talk your shit as much as you want
but I'm still on my way to the top
This is just entertainment
all the time in the world for your shade
Can you see the look on my face?
(Nah)
Sunglasses on
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on.
Give me your attention
Baby did I mention
There ain't no tension
So fuck your intentions
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on.
(ALYX)
I don't have to focus on what you're saying
You're just like a broken record that keeps playing
It goes on and on and on and on and on and on
The volume don't drop
It goes on and on and on and on just droning on
I can't make you stop
I been hearin' a lotta hating
Take a guess who it isn't phasing
Baby, I promise I'm still getting ratings
Here's a middle finger, you can taste it
Dishing it out but you sure couldn't take it
Where's the money you 'spose to be makin'
Fan in disguise and you tryna fake it
Just wanted some clout but you still couldn't chase it
I'll just keep letting you talk like
"Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah."
Talk your shit as much as you want
but I'm still on my way to the top
This is just entertainment
all the time in the world for your shade
Can you see the look on my face?
(Nah)
Sunglasses on
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on.
Give me your attention
Baby did I mention
There ain't no tension
So fuck your intentions
Fuck it, fuck it.
I said fuck it.
Throw my sunglasses on.
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Writer(s): Marlon Mcclain, Robert Lamont Harris
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