Loews Suite
Welcome to high noon
Know what I'm saying
Just by the beach
Pretty women, fast cars
Hotel suite
Uh
Back to it
Reflections of a champion just do it
This exclusive I've been fluent
In a box frame chevy with the rag top
Casino royale hit the jackpot
Couldn't tell you how many cds we passed out
Down in south beach
I speak what my mouth speak
At the Loews and we lounging so how it sounding
Honeys and hundreds just surround us
It's so astounding
These haters frowning
Members only we been the team
I swear i been living the dream
This some sense of relief
I ain't with the beef
I'm cozied up in my sheets
With a freak
No hablas ingles she only speak
One language
I'm sipping on some margaritas so i stay faded
Keys to the room its upgraded
Updated with some paintings of Aretha Franklin
I can show you how i do it i cant show you how i made it
Eating lunch while i write another verse up in my diary
Members only we the only ones they try to be
Made it out the slums i pray for my niggas in poverty
Philosophy checks wit apostrophe's
That they make it out someday
She rocking my clothes need a runway
Catching flights ima hit this runway
All this shit happened on a Monday
I took her out to Fridays and it's only on a Tuesday
Can't tell my new bae
She bougie like blue ray
Swear to god today my fucking mood changed
Threw shade that was too shay
Ay (ay)
What (what)
Welcome to high noon
I know i said that shit like 50 times
But ima continue to say that shit
Bitch
Know what I'm saying
Just by the beach
Pretty women, fast cars
Hotel suite
Uh
Back to it
Reflections of a champion just do it
This exclusive I've been fluent
In a box frame chevy with the rag top
Casino royale hit the jackpot
Couldn't tell you how many cds we passed out
Down in south beach
I speak what my mouth speak
At the Loews and we lounging so how it sounding
Honeys and hundreds just surround us
It's so astounding
These haters frowning
Members only we been the team
I swear i been living the dream
This some sense of relief
I ain't with the beef
I'm cozied up in my sheets
With a freak
No hablas ingles she only speak
One language
I'm sipping on some margaritas so i stay faded
Keys to the room its upgraded
Updated with some paintings of Aretha Franklin
I can show you how i do it i cant show you how i made it
Eating lunch while i write another verse up in my diary
Members only we the only ones they try to be
Made it out the slums i pray for my niggas in poverty
Philosophy checks wit apostrophe's
That they make it out someday
She rocking my clothes need a runway
Catching flights ima hit this runway
All this shit happened on a Monday
I took her out to Fridays and it's only on a Tuesday
Can't tell my new bae
She bougie like blue ray
Swear to god today my fucking mood changed
Threw shade that was too shay
Ay (ay)
What (what)
Welcome to high noon
I know i said that shit like 50 times
But ima continue to say that shit
Bitch
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Writer(s): Alex Kausal
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