WHITE CROCS

Just let it play, Lido
Hey, yeah

Just opened up my phone and it said it need space
So I hop on the 405 and I'm speed racin'
I just switched to only OGs, it alleviate
All your friends feds with names that they abbreviate
And I don't like that, you know I like thots
I'm 'bout to pull up on a few in some white Crocs, baby

Expensive taste, these girls got expensive taste
Tryna up my weight, but I don't really got the patience
She wanna be a star, well, girl, I'm not your spaceship
I'm still waitin' on payments, but I know they on the way, bitch

Booty bouncin' up and down, make the trampoline break
And that ain't no makeup, she got a Maybelline face
I'm a champion, bae, I don't even need a break
Left the frog in her throat, she sound like Anita Baker
You know I like that, like when you talk back
You got me spendin' all my money, now I'm down bad, baby

Expensive taste, these girls got expensive taste
Tryna up my weight, but I don't really got the patience
She want to be a star, well, girl, I'm not your spaceship
I'm still waitin' on payments, but I know they on the way, bitch (yeah)

Girl got a new man, but she'll be back around
Just bought a new ass, I know what that's about
Friends for being friends, let's take another route
Skin feel radiant, I know she from the South
Last night happened fast, I know, you'd better know
Feenin' to hit the deep end like, "Let's go"
Teasin', don't get too seasick, I drive the boat
Blast like the Wesson pistol that's in my coat

Now I'm in the black 'Rari 'cause I like to speed race
Shawty blowin' up my phone, she say she gotta meet Trey
She a capper, I just saw lil' shawty leave Jason
Sent my bro a text, me and Jordan plan to escape
Oh, keep it on charge, I'm in here with the same dawgs
Enemies cross, I had to make the play call, ain't wanna play, shawty
Bad hoes always got expensive taste, oh, yeah

(Expensive taste) see?



Credits
Writer(s): Peder Losnegard, Ryan Fulton, Jordan Alexander Ward
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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