Bus ride to your city
Hopped off in the same clothes
Like, do they still have payphones
Cause my thing dead
Need to get back in touch with you
Afternoon could get lunch with you
Said you running errands
Let me know, girl, I could come with you
I'm just tryna see what's up with you
Flyer than a parasail
Coffee skintone, baby
I could be your caramel
Really hope you're faring well
You deserve a fairy tale
Something that make Mary hail
Someone I could marry Hell, I'm trippin
It's just scary, well
I'll enjoy the merry spell
While the moment lasts
Cause the next one isn't guaranteed
Summer shades from Perry Ell
Avenue, we raising hell
Windows up, we face the L
Fingers in the vapor trails
Ain't felt this way since I was seventeen
Dreams of better things, wedding rings
Trips to Medellin, things we never seen
Limousines like a movie scene
Rolling through the green, yeah
I ain't even bring the team
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I said she my bitch, she not a bitch
Maybe if a nigga had been rich
Maybe things would never had to switch
Mario Cart eight up on the switch
Sipping off the brown, holding a spliff
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I say that's my bitch, but I be lying
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Bus ride to your city
Hopped off in the same clothes
Like, do they still have payphones
Cause my thing dead
Need to get back in touch with you
Afternoon could get lunch with you
Said you running errands
Let me know, girl, I could come with you
I'm just tryna see what's up with you
Flyer than a parasail
Coffee skintone, baby
I could be your caramel
Really hope you're faring well
You deserve a fairy tale
Something that make Mary hail
Someone I could marry Hell, I'm trippin
It's just scary, well
I'll enjoy the merry spell
While the moment lasts
Cause the next one isn't guaranteed
Summer shades from Perry Ell
Avenue, we raising hell
Windows up, we face the L
Fingers in the vapor trails
Ain't felt this way since I was seventeen
Dreams of better things, wedding rings
Trips to Medellin, things we never seen
Limousines like a movie scene
Rolling through the green, yeah
I ain't even bring the team
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I said she my bitch, she not a bitch
Maybe if a nigga had been rich
Maybe things would never had to switch
Mario Cart eight up on the switch
Sipping off the brown, holding a spliff
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I say that's my bitch, but I be lying
Hopped off in the same clothes
Like, do they still have payphones
Cause my thing dead
Need to get back in touch with you
Afternoon could get lunch with you
Said you running errands
Let me know, girl, I could come with you
I'm just tryna see what's up with you
Flyer than a parasail
Coffee skintone, baby
I could be your caramel
Really hope you're faring well
You deserve a fairy tale
Something that make Mary hail
Someone I could marry Hell, I'm trippin
It's just scary, well
I'll enjoy the merry spell
While the moment lasts
Cause the next one isn't guaranteed
Summer shades from Perry Ell
Avenue, we raising hell
Windows up, we face the L
Fingers in the vapor trails
Ain't felt this way since I was seventeen
Dreams of better things, wedding rings
Trips to Medellin, things we never seen
Limousines like a movie scene
Rolling through the green, yeah
I ain't even bring the team
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I said she my bitch, she not a bitch
Maybe if a nigga had been rich
Maybe things would never had to switch
Mario Cart eight up on the switch
Sipping off the brown, holding a spliff
I said she my bitch, but she not mine
I say that's my bitch, but I be lying
Writer: Thomas Stanton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid