Texas Magnolia

I got Ferrari fantasies
Found me face down in the fountain
Let me pour up
And give me time and imma roll up
And I know it take me time to show up
And I always say to trust me, this time
(But how you supposed to trust me?)
If you leave I hope you keep me on mind
But I get it I fell in love with the

Vices
Dice rolls
And ice wrists
Fall in love with
Vices
Dice rolls
And ice wrists
Vices (Like a viceroy)
Dice rolls (I'm a hot boy)
And ice wrists (On my night shift)
Fall in love with
Vices (If you love me)
Dice rolls (You gonna hold it down)
And ice wrists (Till I bite this)

Tokyo Drift lately
I'm dangerous
What you wanting
Face all twisted up
Like a abstract painting
She say make me famous
Make me feel it
Feel like these blacks and grays, they own us
Things made me black and tough, Magnolia
And your mama's tree grown high as fuck
We grown so we get high as fuck
Oh, oh oh
Oh, oh oh
Oh, oh oh
Time wasted
Oh, oh oh
Oh, oh oh
Oh, oh oh
I been waiting on

Vices (Like a viceroy)
Dice rolls (I'm a hot boy)
And ice wrists (On my night shift)
Fall in love with
Vices (If you love me)
Dice rolls (You gonna hold it down)
And ice wrists (Till I bite this)

Leave me by the dresser
All I own is my belongings, give me more, this my confession
My Wilhelmina Scream for fame
Play closer to my chest
Come to Coldplay, you Professor
Like my grandpa call me, I ain't called at all, I ain't
I ain't called at all
Like my grandpa called me
I ain't called at all, I ain't
Ain't no Black Beatle
But i'm up on it
Ain't no wallflower
But you so Fauna
Feenin' for pussy, money, Henny faucet
I can put my finger in it, but I can't count on it
Girl, can I still
Call, call, call
Can I call, call when it get cold
Can I call, call when you know I'm throwed off
Is you gon' freeze me out if my heart froze
Would you call out all my vices
Cause I know you wanna slide on these nights
Wanna ride with my hand on your thigh
Dice rolls
Throw it up, throw it all to the wind
Baby girl just say
Ice wrists
Diamonds on my dresser, on my neck
They touch my chest, yessir I'm flexing
Yessir I'm flexing
Aw yeah, aw yeah, ay

Bad little baby on the road
Give me kisses before you go
Let a nigga hold you down till you come up
H-town sitting on 4s
Hit the six, when it's cold
Fly you back to Mexico for the warm-up
You was hot all winter
We was cold all summer
Met you as a friend, but you know me as a lover
You ain't gotta tell me, I know all your thoughts
You ain't gotta tell me, I know, I know



Credits
Writer(s): Colin Christopher
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