Luckaleannn, Yung Lean - TO ME lyrics
Jonatan Aron Leandoer Håstad
[Luckaleannn, Yung Lean - TO ME lyrics]
So tell that eyes, why you gotta lie to me?
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)
No, no, I do not listen, no
I do not listen, no
Mami told me lean shawty ride with me
We can fuck in two seats
Is you tryin' to get and stack this broccoli
Can you fuck with that nigga?
Can you fuck with me?
Is you tryin' to get this money?
Tryin' to stack this broccoli
Can you, why you, why you, why you, why you
Why you lie to me?
Can we just get this money
Kick it in a two-seat
I'm talking Rolls Royce shit
Talking tryin' to get three-peats
Talking Jordan type shit
I’m trying six rings on the beats
So tell that eyes, why you gotta lie to me?
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)
If you play around this bitch
We don't take easy on that
I'm a motherfucking dog
When it comes to getting stacks
Bitch, I'm still alive so I be with my meds
I be rollin' in that beamer
I got peach colored stacks
They can't stand a lean man
I got Chanel on my hands
Imaginary land, cruising 'round on streets
Man i see meds flying 'round the room
I was painting with a broom
Ice cold heart I'm eating shrooms baby
What you wanna do?
I got six girls in my room
I got six ghosts like tattoos
Pluto on my neck when I come through
Blue hair pink sky thinking 'bout you
Do you still think about me?
Do you still think about Lean? 'bout Lean?
Leandoer!
So tell that eyes, why you gotta lie to me?
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)
No, no, I do not listen, no
I do not listen, no
Mami told me lean shawty ride with me
We can fuck in two seats
Is you tryin' to get and stack this broccoli
Can you fuck with that nigga?
Can you fuck with me?
Is you tryin' to get this money?
Tryin' to stack this broccoli
Can you, why you, why you, why you, why you
Why you lie to me?
Can we just get this money
Kick it in a two-seat
I'm talking Rolls Royce shit
Talking tryin' to get three-peats
Talking Jordan type shit
I’m trying six rings on the beats
So tell that eyes, why you gotta lie to me?
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)
If you play around this bitch
We don't take easy on that
I'm a motherfucking dog
When it comes to getting stacks
Bitch, I'm still alive so I be with my meds
I be rollin' in that beamer
I got peach colored stacks
They can't stand a lean man
I got Chanel on my hands
Imaginary land, cruising 'round on streets
Man i see meds flying 'round the room
I was painting with a broom
Ice cold heart I'm eating shrooms baby
What you wanna do?
I got six girls in my room
I got six ghosts like tattoos
Pluto on my neck when I come through
Blue hair pink sky thinking 'bout you
Do you still think about me?
Do you still think about Lean? 'bout Lean?
Leandoer!
So tell that eyes, why you gotta lie to me?
Tell me, tell me, why you gotta lie to me?
I just wanna ride in that coupe two seat
Why you gotta ask me questions?
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie? (Uh, why you lie to me)
Why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie?
So why you lie to me? (Uh, why you lie to me)
So why you lie to me?
I ask you questions lie to me?
(Uh, why you lie to me)