See, now I'm
Driving on a Sunday, in a Hyundai, with a honey tryna take a bite off my plate
But I'm living bubbly, got some money, but I don't hate, I just take a sip of my shake
Hey wait
What's your name again?
I forgot when I picked you up from the rest of your spot
Guess I got another "have-not," but
We finna have some fun in the summer sun, bet
Got another ol' Girl, see, so I better run
And jet, and
Coast off the cruise and cantina
With a Spanish dime that looks like Pam Grier
Takin toasts with a dose of sangria
Gotta boast when I'm alone with my chica
Now what is her name?
Ahh man, I'm just livin life for the moment
Sure glad that I own it
Or do I?... True lies
If there's more to life, I ain't find it
But ain't no use in whinin
Said if there's more to life, I ain't find it
But ain't no use in whinin
Or do I?... True lies
There might be some more to this
Oh welp, see now
Nick nack paddywack, give a dog a bone
I'm living post-alone on my Post Malone
"Post-alone" I ain't goin home
Cause the next one's got my heart and sangria
Tryna find my ol' girl, black love chica
Take it back? I would never do that
I got too much in store
I'm talkin candy store, I'm the poster boy
For taking toys to my home and joy is a
Working mortgage and love's a chore
Might as well look for gold rush morgues
Livin for a moment, never really own it
And I'm just zonin, I'm just gone
Can I take you home, chick?
Now, what is her name?
Ahh see, I'm just livin life for the moment
Sure glad that I own it
Or do I?... True lies
If there's more to life, I ain't find it
But ain't no use in whinin
Said if there's more to life, I ain't find it
But ain't no use in whinin
Or do I?... True lies
Might there be more to this life?
Might need a little more light, yeah