Lucy
Poppin' 'pagne, hoppin' babes
Classic jams, glasses shakin', throbbin' bass
Sassy chick, ass Jurassic, rockin' J's
Like a fallen angel
Shawty got neck-breakin' moves
Curly hair bouncin' loosely
Fallin' for shawty's hypnotic gaze, she tryna seduce me
I'm here for the rescue
She been tryna escape
All these creepin' hyenas
Shotgun, hide when I shoot
Chronic haze, up in space clock is racin', I hit that snooze
Zombies chasin' walkin' complications, bitch, I ain't in that mood
Vibin' to Vybz n' conversations
She shakin' her money maker
I'm weak for the exotic fragrance
So hot you're discombobulated
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
By day, we be cruisin'
On the highway we go stupid
Livin' in illusions
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
On the highway we be cruisin' (Uh-huh)
Late night, we go stupid (Yeah)
Yah, yah, livin' in illusions
Lucy so fuego
It's demandin' to stay cold
Yeah, we vibin' to Lanez till it's late, it's her birthday
But I get the cake, though
Little did I know
I just signed away my soul
Bitch got me crushed every dusk till the dawn
And I'm stuck in a spiral
Bitch, I go psycho
I'm scarred like a vinyl
It's just things you and I know
Should've known ain't no price low
Ayy, Lucy
By day, we be cruisin'
On the highway we go stupid
Livin' in illusions
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
On the highway we be cruisin' (Uh-huh)
Late night, we go stupid (Yeah)
Yah, yah, livin' in illusions
When we ridin'
I don't see the time fade
I'ma hit the snooze when
It vibrates, just turn up the music
Lucy
Classic jams, glasses shakin', throbbin' bass
Sassy chick, ass Jurassic, rockin' J's
Like a fallen angel
Shawty got neck-breakin' moves
Curly hair bouncin' loosely
Fallin' for shawty's hypnotic gaze, she tryna seduce me
I'm here for the rescue
She been tryna escape
All these creepin' hyenas
Shotgun, hide when I shoot
Chronic haze, up in space clock is racin', I hit that snooze
Zombies chasin' walkin' complications, bitch, I ain't in that mood
Vibin' to Vybz n' conversations
She shakin' her money maker
I'm weak for the exotic fragrance
So hot you're discombobulated
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
By day, we be cruisin'
On the highway we go stupid
Livin' in illusions
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
On the highway we be cruisin' (Uh-huh)
Late night, we go stupid (Yeah)
Yah, yah, livin' in illusions
Lucy so fuego
It's demandin' to stay cold
Yeah, we vibin' to Lanez till it's late, it's her birthday
But I get the cake, though
Little did I know
I just signed away my soul
Bitch got me crushed every dusk till the dawn
And I'm stuck in a spiral
Bitch, I go psycho
I'm scarred like a vinyl
It's just things you and I know
Should've known ain't no price low
Ayy, Lucy
By day, we be cruisin'
On the highway we go stupid
Livin' in illusions
Ayy, Lucy (Yeah)
On the highway we be cruisin' (Uh-huh)
Late night, we go stupid (Yeah)
Yah, yah, livin' in illusions
When we ridin'
I don't see the time fade
I'ma hit the snooze when
It vibrates, just turn up the music
Lucy
Credits
Writer(s): Arya Lee, Vincent Lee
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