Shine

Raspberry stains on my Margiela shades
(On my Margiela on my shades)
Raspberry stains can I get a fucking taste
(Can I get a fucking taste)

Rider, rider, rider, rider, rider,
Rider season honest season
Tired of seeing all these people
Call me season

Call me, call me, call me, call me, call me
Economy dishonesty
It's honestly so hard to see these shinnying b's
You would never take the chance and see what's on to me
You would never take the chance and lean right on to me
I can see what we want and what we need
I can see between the lines and all seems

Keep it far from me, always trying to act classy, so antsy
I don't care what they call me
Keep it far from me, always trying to act classy, so antsy
I don't care what they call me

Raspberry stains on my Margiela shades
(On my Margiela on my shades)
Raspberry stains can I get a fucking taste
(Can I get a fucking taste)

(On my Margiela on my shades)
(Can I get a fucking taste)



Credits
Writer(s): Luca Barbeito
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