Big City Feels
I got hives (TMI, weird)
I don't fucking know from what (very attractive)
I'm itchy (sexy)
And I'm ready to rage
Start my day six cups of coffee
It do better than the Adderall that probably harm me
I'm just trynna hit a club so I find a harpie
Three sisters want them all to scar me
In reality I know I probably down a fifth
Roll a couple one and quarter Raws and then my lip
Have a harder time for me to go and open it
Unless somebody talking about another shot they want to hit
Trynna find a hunny that need a degenerate
Raging in the AM and they say they never quit
Baby need that baby maker shaking in her hips
Baby want that wake and bake and taking it with di-
I can see the sun rise, with my eyes closed
When I picture you getting up looking fine wow
Yeah we untied, but we ride close
Hit the casino with you I know that I go
Pull the lever and I hit the jackpot
Only thing we trynna do is grab knots
On the online shop I bought tops
On the retail spot I cop drops
Pull the lever and I hit the jackpot
Only thing we trynna do is grab knots
On the online shop I bought tops
On the retail spot I cop drops
Rings on the right (yup), watch on the left (course)
Chain on my neck (yeah), easiest bet (duh) uh
500 on clothes I'm like okay (okay)
Depression no Prozac I'm okay (okay)
One blunt and a whole rack like okay (okay)
Cute girl want to hold that say okay (okay)
Want to talk about old days in Balmains (uh)
Want to rock in Rolls Royce on all day (uh)
Road tripping and old Jack will always (uh)
Stay burning my throat got the coffee
Spiked in the morning how my head be in high school
Had the blue hair jacket with the patch too
People thinking that I'm shooting up it's not true
All because I walk a hall in a bad mood
Now I'm sipping alcohol in the classroom
Teaching all these other motherfuckers how to laugh through
The pain, how the glass in frame, is so fragile and aim
Just make that picture last in your brain
And if
That ain't doing me enough I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love (L), just love (O), love (V) your love (E), yeah I need a little
Love (L), just love (O), love (V) your love (E), yeah I need a little
I don't fucking know from what (very attractive)
I'm itchy (sexy)
And I'm ready to rage
Start my day six cups of coffee
It do better than the Adderall that probably harm me
I'm just trynna hit a club so I find a harpie
Three sisters want them all to scar me
In reality I know I probably down a fifth
Roll a couple one and quarter Raws and then my lip
Have a harder time for me to go and open it
Unless somebody talking about another shot they want to hit
Trynna find a hunny that need a degenerate
Raging in the AM and they say they never quit
Baby need that baby maker shaking in her hips
Baby want that wake and bake and taking it with di-
I can see the sun rise, with my eyes closed
When I picture you getting up looking fine wow
Yeah we untied, but we ride close
Hit the casino with you I know that I go
Pull the lever and I hit the jackpot
Only thing we trynna do is grab knots
On the online shop I bought tops
On the retail spot I cop drops
Pull the lever and I hit the jackpot
Only thing we trynna do is grab knots
On the online shop I bought tops
On the retail spot I cop drops
Rings on the right (yup), watch on the left (course)
Chain on my neck (yeah), easiest bet (duh) uh
500 on clothes I'm like okay (okay)
Depression no Prozac I'm okay (okay)
One blunt and a whole rack like okay (okay)
Cute girl want to hold that say okay (okay)
Want to talk about old days in Balmains (uh)
Want to rock in Rolls Royce on all day (uh)
Road tripping and old Jack will always (uh)
Stay burning my throat got the coffee
Spiked in the morning how my head be in high school
Had the blue hair jacket with the patch too
People thinking that I'm shooting up it's not true
All because I walk a hall in a bad mood
Now I'm sipping alcohol in the classroom
Teaching all these other motherfuckers how to laugh through
The pain, how the glass in frame, is so fragile and aim
Just make that picture last in your brain
And if
That ain't doing me enough I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love, just love, love your love, yeah I need a little
Love (L), just love (O), love (V) your love (E), yeah I need a little
Love (L), just love (O), love (V) your love (E), yeah I need a little
Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Paige
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