Yacht Crashers - You Lyrics

You got the hot sauce
You gotta lotta kettle that be callin' you black
You that boss
A lotta boys be hollerin' back

Reveal
You got a lot of pretty mirror you like
Free meal
You're too sexy for a hunger strike

So sleek, so chic
See black, feel blue
Skin deep, it's so cheap
See black, feel blue

The scene
They all want to be your brand of cool
Take bows
All the roses gettin' thrown at you
You count
To make sure they be followin' you
There's no doubt
You're the one splitting life in two

So sleek, so chic
See black, feel blue
Skin deep, it's so cheap
See black, feel blue
So sleek, so chic
See black, feel blue
Skin deep, it's so cheap
See black, feel blue
It's You
It's You

So you got a taste of serotonin
And you're gonna make the whole thing spike
No situation without your phone in
Gonna take the whole world by LIKE

It's You