lyrics
You should've been a model,
Then, it would make sense why you're (freaky),
Let's roll up to Chicago,
And get (freaky),
Cause sometime you should feel Summertime Chi,
In a boat on the lake with a boat in the sky,
Get high,
Ooh what, you mean to tell me you can't smoke no mo,
Cause you got yourself a good ass job,
I mean why they always hate on how you clear your mind,
And I just wanna clear your mind,
Ooh what, you mean to tell me you can't go no mo,
Cause you got yourself a new ass guy,
I mean why they always hate on how you spend your time,
I mean, really, ain't it still your time,
You've got me,
Freaky in the back of the hotel lobby,
Come on,
Don't you remember getting freaky in the back of the hotel lobby,
You say let's get a bottle,
When he goes out of town,
Well, YOLO is the motto,
So you know I'm down,
In the cold with a case of some coke and some wine,
Get by.
credits
from
42.,
released August 7, 2016
Written by Erick Richardson.
Produced by Kintaro.
Album art by Samantha Tanner.
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