Lyrics: julius macdhómhnaill
Music: julius macdhómhnaill
Yeah
Used to wanna be on a jet
now we’re on it
Trade a F-450 for a big ol’ cummins
House up in the Palisades
I swear this was haunted
Keep on choosin’ Texas
I’ll choose the N for the hunnid
Yeah
You can tell I never had it
The BNB got all of the fabrics
You lose it all
and I gain the magic
I’ll burn this town
and turn it to fragments
Feel like Alcatraz the way I leave that aussie bitch open
Nowadays when we’re bored
we’re toasting by the ocean
I can’t ever settle
I hope you notice
watch it closing
But I like
I like
Her
She likes
yeah
She likes
Her
I like
yeah
I like
Her
I like
(i like)
I like
Her
I like her but i’ll keep it pushing
I’ll stop talking to the dawgs if I bag this woman
Hop off on the gram
I know I can’t stop
looking
Cannot fly her out
I don’t got the funds to
book it
Left you here all alone
I understand you deserve it
I want you more
but you gave me a purpose
Who am I?
I got problems that I’m still working
One of these days, I’ll meet you in person
It’s been on the low
Don’t ever trade it
i hope you make fit
Word of mine is yours
(it’s yours)
But **** all of it
I like
her
I like
I like
Her
She likes
yeah
She likes
Her
I like
yeah
I like
Her
I like
(i like)
I like
Her
I like
I like
I like
I
like
her
I like
I like
I like
Her
I like her