Santa Maria

We gone see how the one take turn out
Uh huh, yeah
Yeah
Uh

From everything I heard
From all the pretty birds
Yeah

Santa Maria, I'll fly out to see ya
Down in the valley, goldfinches sing Selena
I speak to the birds, I know that sounds absurd
If you heard what I heard, you'd see the truth in my words

I'm drunk right now, call your friends
On the VIP floors, I'll buzz em in
Yeah I'm saint, but for you I might sin
With words what's I paint, oh so properly I pen

Bring your friend along, they can sing this song by birdsong
Say goodbye, due no wrongs, bide by byes, bide my time
In my mind, I'm growing wise, constantly philosophize
It's funny how numbers lie, naw I can't lie

Staring at smokes clouds
That Florida Sunshine to loud
Dead doves don't make sounds
Who is the king who has the crown

It's Vincent the nicest, I sound like a poet
Smoking with Tusa, that a dime you should know it
Climb a mountain to see ya, and toast to some Moët
In Santa Maria, my mamacita

Santa Maria, I'll fly out to see ya
Down in the valley, goldfinches sing Selena
I speak to the birds, I know that sounds absurd
If you heard what I heard, you'd see the truth in my words

Deep in the valley, I'm feeling stuck in this cup
Am I sleep or am I up, I'm drinking schoedergers cup
That man talk to birds, I know you feel asunder
But listen to the words, cause wisdom starts with wonder

I been seeing you since walked in
I've been wondering what you about
That dress you got is nice fit
It's speaking loud to me without a doubt

I'm smooth talking and over zealous
I over perform on some occasion
You're an over confident quiet type
With your eyes glued to my fixation

Take you back now it's on me, open you up and pick your brain
Get you a bottle of Alizè, I ain't pour a cup but you on me
You want me to take your chastity, peak you like there's no gravity
Treat you like it's alchemy, like science but I do it magically

Call your friends your calvary
They'll say it was just a fallacy
Wallow in their disbelief
About how I blessed you blasphemy

We play all night like fantasy
Playing through all your fantasies
This role play ain't a game to me
She say I am the one Indubitably

You see these niggas like to chirp
Like birds and other things
So when he talk to birds
Remember dead doves don't sing

Issac had the Apple
While Plato conquered self
I just have my pen
I'll leave my haters on the shelf

Spaid



Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Olivieri, Aurelien Begoin, Marius Vincent
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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