Out to Brunch

Anytime, catch me, this altitude
Is plenty falling off this heavy thing on my neck
City buzz, could be the food I ate
The meals I had are two and that's of six in a day

I'm jumping in the whip and I'm paying em about 60
In a day, and then the weekend, It's L.A. and then the beach
Ingenuine is never me, might be preserving feelings
Come to bite you on the end like you's a stick of pixie
Ain't that the stuff, uh
Laser tongue
Lick me and I'm done
Engage your lumps
Some party, huh?
Says I'm sorely fun
Yes, I'm a lunge at what I want
Good butt bar keep in the front
Cherry Creek ain't doing much
So you say drinks when you're done
I get it

I'll take you out to a restaurant
Sure it's time running and I'm light on the fucks
Slowly going, picking the shoes you want
God help me medicate
I'm trying to keep em light on the bucks

Driving through the streets, I had the Del Maguey
Sleeping in the jeans that I don't need didn't think we go right to sleep
But when it's nine in the a.m. and you got brunch with the friends
Damn, I get the energy
Relations you're protecting

So then you clean off, I'll help you get there
You're someone I can hold on to even when you didn't have hair
My turn is minimal
And I'm getting these pushups here on the side
It's the skinny life, still hit the physical that you like
Gotta strategize
Stickin' to discipline don't apply
Folk been gymming all week and still hit the dining room with the fries
I listen alright but think my suggestions are dynamite

I'll take you out to a restaurant
Sure it's time running and I'm light on the fucks
Slowly going, picking the shoes you want
God help me medicate
I'm trying to keep em light on the bucks

Driving to brunch
21 is rough
Missing your friend
But you got Rem
Sleep and reminiscin'
Touching your neck
I think you're feeling dead ends
Rest it in zen

Littleton piece of suburbia
Some Holidays are short so you're working the boots
Rental car slipping me plenty positivity
The doctor need a drop and I'm through
Fixed stop, shelling out generosity is simply rotten
Doubt It's any good
She was hot no matter what you say
Some hippie kind of juice
Sh'thought of springin' the coop

Kicking at the cab
I binge the lunge and my axe
Oh yeah them glutes they getting thin
That boy is skipping the bread
What you want and what you get, well it depend on the step
That why my skinny's got the stretch, ain't nothing short but my breath
Ain't buttoned up but I'm dressed
Chemical react
Somebody living to death, ain't no self reflect
Should pedal late night protect
You know, Rocking the vest
We fit them goals en Bicicletta
Working out in them sweats
Get that Adidas like the mafia and about it forget
And In my head I see red
Aye yeah that retro looking fresh
If you a solid architect, then we don't delve in the chips
And if your movie's a ten, that mean we don't need no SFX

I'll take you out to a restaurant
Sure it's time running and I'm light on the fucks
Slowly going, picking the shoes you want
God help me medicate
I'm trying to keep em light on the bucks



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Writer(s): Daniel Francis
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