Nicotine Genes

She got a body like a Lambo
Staring down me through the window
With your eyes closed turn it to a disco
Seventeen lines chasing that tempo
Oh you make my body feel okay
Get the green light run it up this way
Isn't much to show
For the highs and lows
In the times we've had together
Nicotine genes with the low J's

Nicotine feens on the replay
Never breakdown never decay, oh
Ash piled up on the floor
By the time you run out
Know I'll give you some more
Yeah this ain't about me
For it's you I adore
I don't got a price tag
Do I look like a store
Wanna leave my hometown
Go and travel around
So let go of everything holding you down

She got a body like a Lambo
Staring down me through the window
With your eyes closed turn it to a disco
Seventeen lines chasing that tempo
Oh you make my body feel okay
Get the green light run it up this way
Isn't much to show
For the highs and lows
In the times we've had together
Nicotine genes with the low J's

She said
Said I'm taking my time
Said I'm feeling sublime
Ain't a treasure hunt love
So don't pay me a dime
One bar, to remember by heart
If you gon be a star
You better love who you are
Never care for nice things
Like the clothes or the cars
Always keep a good pace
It'll set you apart
Anybody won't drown
If they ain't on the ground
So let go of everything holding you down

She got a body like a Lambo
Staring down me through the window
With your eyes closed turn it to a disco
Seventeen lines chasing that tempo
Oh you make my body feel okay
Get the green light run it up this way
Isn't much to show
For the highs and lows
In the times we've had together
Nicotine genes with the low J's



Credits
Writer(s): Zach Ryder
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