Lyrics: callum
Music: callum
Arranger: callum
I’m too young too flex
a lot of money in my pocket
벤틀리 white swag
They come and go, but it’s nothing
Haters see and regret
‘’why callum don’t wanna play with me?’’
When I see your face that’s nausea
I’m too young too flex
a lot of money in my pocket
벤틀리 white swag
They come and go, but it’s nothing
Haters see and regret
‘’why callum don’t wanna play with me?’’
When I see your face that’s nausea
I catch you in the same night
I swear you've got to justify
you still feel love and never lie
cause I remain that I don't lie
to feel to trust that shit gun to your face
I tried to believe
cuz i dont know you
cuz you don’t wanna feel me always
I’m too young too flex
a lot of money in my pocket
벤틀리 white swag
They come and go, but it’s nothing
Haters see and regret
‘’why callum don’t wanna play with me?’’
When I see your face that’s nausea
I’m too young too flex
a lot of money in my pocket
벤틀리 white swag
They come and go, but it’s nothing
Haters see and regret
‘’why callum don’t wanna play with me?’’
When I see your face that’s nausea