Come on now
Come down to the streets, man
We got every ting you need
The mango, the coconut, the lime
Please understand that this is the real ting, man
Berhana, berhana, berhana
Motherfuck you
Whiskey trickle down the suede
Close my tab and hit your place
Stomping through the swivel gates
Dap your doorman on the way
Golden elevator ways
Reeboks while it elevate
Forty stories up in space
Forty stories up in space
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when I'm sober
You used to be my lovely
But them lovin' days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
Gliding through your marble floors
Risky business cashmere warped
Silence in your innermost
But its all the same thing
Ask me why I'm always high
Roll it 'fore I answer why
You say that it's time I go
Flying forty stories down below
But I'm fiending for your energy
Snap out it when Im sober
You used to be my lovely
But them loving days is over
Over, over, over
Grey love
Hungover Sunday love
Come over, no, stay love
Maybe some day, day love
Grey love
Come over, no, stay love
Hungover Sunday love
Maybe some day, day
Sad the sun to get dim lit, till wind hit
(Hey, Hey)
Crave your high and your lows
(Hey, Hey)
Steady, missing out on shit and you can't stand it
(Hey, Hey)
And on and on it goes
Goes
(Hey)
Goes
Living life in the flashback
You backtrack
(Hey, Hey)
Miss the highs and the lows
(Hey, Hey)
Check the weather when your hair did damage
(Hey, Hey)
And its all the same thing
Barricaded in your palisades
Running out of time so you should know
Copped this one way out to Mexico
Cause you compress my soul and call it love
Girl
Girl
Girl
