Lyrics

It's unfortunate Got no more to say You hit gold Now the henny bottle won't wait 17, mama told me dream big When you hear the upper deck Tell me how you sleep in Don't text, tell me How you feel darling Uber on the way home I'll go if you say so I'll go if you say so Yeah, I'll go If I don't text you on you birthday It's probably on purpose Cuz I don't know how to celebrate Days that make me nervous, ya Look over yonder And see the kitchen clean Yeah you thought I was crazy I'm onto bigger things Bigger than seven seas Chitty ching I'm on the brink Tell me how the clout feel Make shit happen With my angels in the outfield Three missed calls I'm awake for it all She don't know that She probably think I'm having a ball It's unfortunate Got no more to say You hit gold Now the henny bottle won't wait 17, mama told me dream big When you hear the upper deck Tell me how you sleep in Don't text, tell me How you feel darling Uber on the way home I'll go if you say so I'll go if you say so Yeah, I'll go
Writer(s): Graham Stiefel, Shumaq Tahir Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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