Big Gigantic, Brasstracks, Rothstein - Paid lyrics
[Big Gigantic, Brasstracks, Rothstein - Paid lyrics]
Feel like I just got paid
Purple punch in my paper cup
I skipped out on my day shift
Told her we should go dancing
She said baby you play too much
Feel like I just got paid
Summer time glowing like I just got (ayyy)
Fresh high fade
Cheap kicks on me but they feel like Js
Feel like Dior
Feels brand new but it’s prewar
When I'm in the bean I feel like Saint Lyor
All I ever needed was a fresh white tee on
Personal blunt
Feels like the first of the month
I give it a personal touch just for you
And it tastes like honey
Dime store spray can old spice
All on my back but it smells so lovеly
Yeah it smells like monеy
Patent leather holographic on my penny
Loafers, Pellegrino lemon soda
Little bit of moonshine
She don’t love me she just wanna
Dance with me show me
How she gettin down and help
Me calculate my moon sign
I was daydreaming we were in
A villa they were
Serving margaritas you would bring
Em to me poolside
I know I two time with you
If you tell me get lost then I promise
You won’t have to tell me two times
I’ll evaporate
You gon have to take a lap if I elaborate
I just hit a quarter pounder in Piscataway
Don’t you ever hit my phone up on a Saturday
I just hope I kick the bucket in my cashmere
I just hope I go to Neimans for my glasswear
You should leave me in the flask
You should keep me in the past
But I know ain’t nothing greener
Than the grass there rothstein baby
True ever since y’all cut that check
I found my groove
If I want both ima get both
I don’t have to choose
So cold I don’t break no sweat
I got ice cream on my neck
And I don’t take no work on spec
Cause I just got paid
Purple punch in my paper cup
I skipped out on my day shift
Told her we should go dancing
She said baby you play too much
Feel like I just got paid
Summer time glowing like I just got (ayyy)
Fresh high fade
Cheap kicks on me but they feel like Js
Feel like Dior
Feels brand new but it’s prewar
When I'm in the bean I feel like Saint Lyor
All I ever needed was a fresh white tee on
Personal blunt
Feels like the first of the month
I give it a personal touch just for you
And it tastes like honey
Dime store spray can old spice
All on my back but it smells so lovеly
Yeah it smells like monеy
Patent leather holographic on my penny
Loafers, Pellegrino lemon soda
Little bit of moonshine
She don’t love me she just wanna
Dance with me show me
How she gettin down and help
Me calculate my moon sign
I was daydreaming we were in
A villa they were
Serving margaritas you would bring
Em to me poolside
I know I two time with you
If you tell me get lost then I promise
You won’t have to tell me two times
I’ll evaporate
You gon have to take a lap if I elaborate
I just hit a quarter pounder in Piscataway
Don’t you ever hit my phone up on a Saturday
I just hope I kick the bucket in my cashmere
I just hope I go to Neimans for my glasswear
You should leave me in the flask
You should keep me in the past
But I know ain’t nothing greener
Than the grass there rothstein baby
True ever since y’all cut that check
I found my groove
If I want both ima get both
I don’t have to choose
So cold I don’t break no sweat
I got ice cream on my neck
And I don’t take no work on spec
Cause I just got paid