Favourite Song
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Speeding through the night all the beamer's by my side yeah
Wanna feel alive, I just wanna live it right yeah
Seeing all the lights, I know that it will be fine yeah
Cop is stopping us, yeah offer them some white yeah
I'mma make you cum, cum
Watch it how it's done, done
Sippin on some rum, rum
Fucking up my lung, lung
Poppin pillys all night
It is feeling alright
Sniffing on some white
Is making me so fly yeah
Boy we making money, come right at me get a taste
Boy we switching cars, just like Top-G Andrew Tate
Boy we getting chased, hop right in we gonna race
She's in love with me, one bad move you get replaced
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Boy we dealing drugs, ain't nothing you gotta say yeah
She keeps sucking me, boy I think she is my bae yeah
Come on look at us, then you think that there's no way yeah
This is day by day, boy the world it is all grey yeah
We ain't fucking with these hoes
Give a fuck about your clothes
If your talking shit to me
My boys gonna break your nose
She keeps begging me
Ain't nothing here is for free
She's adoring me
Watch your mouth, sit on your knee
Make me cum right in her face
Boy we put you in your place
Talking shit you're getting faced
Cops they don't want us to race
All we care is money and the cars we speeding through
All the blacked out cars, watch out how we drift the coup
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Boy we finna move ya
Watch out for the grove ya
Ain't nothing to prove ya
We ain't scared to lose ya
Girl get on your knees
She takes the D with ease
Girl I got the keys
Tell me how you like to tease
Switching up the pose and the speed
Watch out how I match her needs
All I want is some weed
Boy I'm making it succeed
Watch her lead
She is taking it indeed
Boy Imma make you bleed
Yeah that's all I guarantee
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Speeding through the night all the beamer's by my side yeah
Wanna feel alive, I just wanna live it right yeah
Seeing all the lights, I know that it will be fine yeah
Cop is stopping us, yeah offer them some white yeah
I'mma make you cum, cum
Watch it how it's done, done
Sippin on some rum, rum
Fucking up my lung, lung
Poppin pillys all night
It is feeling alright
Sniffing on some white
Is making me so fly yeah
Boy we making money, come right at me get a taste
Boy we switching cars, just like Top-G Andrew Tate
Boy we getting chased, hop right in we gonna race
She's in love with me, one bad move you get replaced
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Boy we dealing drugs, ain't nothing you gotta say yeah
She keeps sucking me, boy I think she is my bae yeah
Come on look at us, then you think that there's no way yeah
This is day by day, boy the world it is all grey yeah
We ain't fucking with these hoes
Give a fuck about your clothes
If your talking shit to me
My boys gonna break your nose
She keeps begging me
Ain't nothing here is for free
She's adoring me
Watch your mouth, sit on your knee
Make me cum right in her face
Boy we put you in your place
Talking shit you're getting faced
Cops they don't want us to race
All we care is money and the cars we speeding through
All the blacked out cars, watch out how we drift the coup
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
You're just like my favourite song going round, round, round
Like my favourite song going round, round, round
Boy we finna move ya
Watch out for the grove ya
Ain't nothing to prove ya
We ain't scared to lose ya
Girl get on your knees
She takes the D with ease
Girl I got the keys
Tell me how you like to tease
Switching up the pose and the speed
Watch out how I match her needs
All I want is some weed
Boy I'm making it succeed
Watch her lead
She is taking it indeed
Boy Imma make you bleed
Yeah that's all I guarantee
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Wohlschlager
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