Letra

You can't tell, but I'm not really here All this guap coming in from next year Windows down, I like the cold air Ain't no frowns, I'm glad that we stayed down In a dream house, I feel like a Barbie Now I'm in the Audi, switch lanes, it's gnarly When I get a smile, they try and disarm me Money in a pile, I'm really out here counting Yeah, we really out here counting, yeah You say you won't amount to nothing, yeah So you better get to stunting, yeah Windows down, make it colder, yeah More life when I'm older, yeah Yeah, we kick it like punting, yeah Group chat talking money, yeah Robin Williams, Goodwill Hunting Space dust where my lungs be, yeah Gold all on my feet, I'm feeling sparkly, yeah Bought a new chain Broke the bank, hardly Paint your house like Barbie You can't tell, but I'm not really here All this guap coming in from next year Windows down, I like the cold air Ain't no frowns, I'm glad that we stayed down In a dream house, I feel like a Barbie Now I'm in the Audi, switch lanes, it's gnarly When I get a smile, they try and disarm me Money in a pile, I'm really out here counting Space dust where my lungs be, yeah Gold all on my feet, I'm feeling sparkly, yeah Bought a new chain Broke the bank, hardly Paint your house like Barbie
Writer(s): Ronald Chase Amick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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