Downtown
Downtown striding
Catch me in the summertime vibing
I could see a shop with the windows up pass by say sup
And I slide in
I'm topping up the mileage
Pumpin on the gas swerve round so stylish
I could be a fly kid
Or I could be inside watching time pass by
Yeh I see you
And I think you're pretty
Walking round downtown
Like its New York City
Feeling kind of whitty
Feeling kind of whitney
Come around here baby girl
What's ya history?
Lately it's a mystery
And I'm curious
I'm thankful for this meal they keep curing us
I'm thankful to be eating
But lately I've been sleeping
So watch me while I'm creeping
Til I turn to dust
So what's the pure in us?
People so quick
They put the U in bus
And they used to trust
They so semi-circle
They so Useless
And I
Hate to say it
But I
Used to trust
I'm mixed up in the bullshit put the rubber down here
She keep passing me the blaine
Like a trick it disappeared
magic to your brain
Britney to my spears
Caught up in the fame
You can't even see clear
It's smokey
Up in here
I light another cigarette
While i'm sipping on my beer
They all cheers
So cheers to that
Light another cigarette
To wash the last one back
I'm mixed up in the bullshit put the rubber down here
She keep passing me the blaine
Like a trick it disappeared
magic to your brain
Britney to my spears
Caught up in the fame
You can't even see clear yeh
Catch me in the summertime vibing
I could see a shop with the windows up pass by say sup
And I slide in
I'm topping up the mileage
Pumpin on the gas swerve round so stylish
I could be a fly kid
Or I could be inside watching time pass by
Yeh I see you
And I think you're pretty
Walking round downtown
Like its New York City
Feeling kind of whitty
Feeling kind of whitney
Come around here baby girl
What's ya history?
Lately it's a mystery
And I'm curious
I'm thankful for this meal they keep curing us
I'm thankful to be eating
But lately I've been sleeping
So watch me while I'm creeping
Til I turn to dust
So what's the pure in us?
People so quick
They put the U in bus
And they used to trust
They so semi-circle
They so Useless
And I
Hate to say it
But I
Used to trust
I'm mixed up in the bullshit put the rubber down here
She keep passing me the blaine
Like a trick it disappeared
magic to your brain
Britney to my spears
Caught up in the fame
You can't even see clear
It's smokey
Up in here
I light another cigarette
While i'm sipping on my beer
They all cheers
So cheers to that
Light another cigarette
To wash the last one back
I'm mixed up in the bullshit put the rubber down here
She keep passing me the blaine
Like a trick it disappeared
magic to your brain
Britney to my spears
Caught up in the fame
You can't even see clear yeh
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Writer(s): Zachary Morris
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