Lavish
Drinks and cigarettes
Bright light silhouettes
Big yachts over oceans overlooking sunset
Model chicks, fake wings
Don't forget your Cuban links
Suit and tie type shit
With designer cuff links
Yellow polka-dot bikinis
They sippin' martinis
Walkin' out on suicide doors of a Lamborghini
Black card is in the wallet
Rubber bands up in the pockets
Private whip, private jet
Fuck with me 'cause you know I got it
Huh, but I ain't even 'bout that life
But a part of me could want that life
And I ain't tryna front with ya
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
You could really have it all (You could have it all)
If the lavish life is what you want
See, I've been seen so many places
It caught up with all these temptations
For whatever took the time to really value
And I ain't tryna front with ya
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin' (Yeah)
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin' (Yeah)
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end (Will it all be worth it)
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars (Everybody wants a million dollars)
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
Bright light silhouettes
Big yachts over oceans overlooking sunset
Model chicks, fake wings
Don't forget your Cuban links
Suit and tie type shit
With designer cuff links
Yellow polka-dot bikinis
They sippin' martinis
Walkin' out on suicide doors of a Lamborghini
Black card is in the wallet
Rubber bands up in the pockets
Private whip, private jet
Fuck with me 'cause you know I got it
Huh, but I ain't even 'bout that life
But a part of me could want that life
And I ain't tryna front with ya
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
You could really have it all (You could have it all)
If the lavish life is what you want
See, I've been seen so many places
It caught up with all these temptations
For whatever took the time to really value
And I ain't tryna front with ya
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin' (Yeah)
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin'
If the lavish life is what you're really chasin' (Yeah)
See, I just want to make a million dollars
And I just want to have a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end (Will it all be worth it)
If the lavish life is what I'm really chasin'
See, everybody wants a million dollars (Everybody wants a million dollars)
And everybody wants a million followers
But will it all be worth it in the end
If the lavish life is what we're really chasin'
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Cowell, Jeffrey Bernat
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