Gucci Headband
Everybody doing dumb shit please put a
Hand in the air, put a hand in the air
Everybody getting fucked up put another
Hand in the air, another hand in the air
Now that you're out of hands
Why don't you just grab a friend and do the
Fred Astaire, do the Fred Astaire
I don't know how to dance, but I do it anyway and say I
Never care, say I never care
Gloomy tone around my life like what I put inside a beat
I just put a smile on and Polo PJs and I sleep
Little did you know I'm in my bedroom and got my feet
Bouncing all around and trynna match what I see in the street
Scene in La La Land on my hand not an Emma Stone
Staying stoned off the vaporizer that I hit alone
Listening to If It Means A Lot To You and thinking on
A fantasy where I fucked up and I lost the one I love along
A long road, on my desires for initial dreams
Remember being a kid with that guitar and a fantasy
Of being rockstar, but now all that I ever be
Is hard as rock ah shit oh little lonely me
Thinking about an Emma, waiting for mine to come
Tap dancing haphazardly, hit the drums
Trynna make a love song just for us to hum
But my brain is made of white noise going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
I just want to dance with you baby
Spend a couple minutes laying back with my lady
You my lady? Yeah my lady
You my lady? Yeah my lady
I just want to drive a Mercedes
Screaming out the window fuck you pay me
Pay me? Pay me
Pay me? Pay me
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Gucci headband on me so you know I'm dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Gucci headband ah shit I have a lot of fun
But is it real?
Hand in the air, put a hand in the air
Everybody getting fucked up put another
Hand in the air, another hand in the air
Now that you're out of hands
Why don't you just grab a friend and do the
Fred Astaire, do the Fred Astaire
I don't know how to dance, but I do it anyway and say I
Never care, say I never care
Gloomy tone around my life like what I put inside a beat
I just put a smile on and Polo PJs and I sleep
Little did you know I'm in my bedroom and got my feet
Bouncing all around and trynna match what I see in the street
Scene in La La Land on my hand not an Emma Stone
Staying stoned off the vaporizer that I hit alone
Listening to If It Means A Lot To You and thinking on
A fantasy where I fucked up and I lost the one I love along
A long road, on my desires for initial dreams
Remember being a kid with that guitar and a fantasy
Of being rockstar, but now all that I ever be
Is hard as rock ah shit oh little lonely me
Thinking about an Emma, waiting for mine to come
Tap dancing haphazardly, hit the drums
Trynna make a love song just for us to hum
But my brain is made of white noise going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
I just want to dance with you baby
Spend a couple minutes laying back with my lady
You my lady? Yeah my lady
You my lady? Yeah my lady
I just want to drive a Mercedes
Screaming out the window fuck you pay me
Pay me? Pay me
Pay me? Pay me
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
(ksh, ksh, ksh, ksh) Going dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Gucci headband on me so you know I'm dumb
Going dumb and going numb, going dumb and going numb
Gucci headband ah shit I have a lot of fun
But is it real?
Credits
Writer(s): Donovan Paige
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