Yung Lean, Kreayshawn - Marble Phone lyrics
Jonatan Aron Leandoer Håstad
[Yung Lean, Kreayshawn - Marble Phone lyrics]
Flexing, flexing, Lean
Flexing like a rubber band
I be ballin', I be ballin'
All this money in my hand
Alcohol in everything, Sad Boys at the top
Man g T-B-S-B
Sad Boys leave your body with the others man
Leave 'em in the Netherlands, Polo
Polo robes
See me, see me in that Rolls Royce
I've been counting all this
Money with my team
Sad Boys Worldwide Entertainment
Lean go harder, name any lame rapper
Lean is much smarter
See me flying out you, living large
I'm living larger
I love this life, this ain't no departure
Sweden's hot, but I'm hotter
I've been out there working, I'ma
I'ma work harder
North Face bucket hat, hunna
Hunna's in my armor so many plants, Lean
Lean could be a gardener
They wish death upon me and my partners
I've been, I've been, I've been working
I'ma work harder
Rose on plants, make me train sharper
17 year olds, I'm getting farther
Getting farther 'cause it's me and Kreayshawn
Yung Lean, bitch, I run the game
Tie you up and let the
Words run through your brain
Kreayshawn, Kreayshawn
When you coming back? Man
You must've fell off i was never on
Tell my friends who think I'm famous, no
They're wrong i'm feeling sad
The label left me 'cause I'm a mom
Now I've got a future
But I'm still looking for where I belong
I cry my ass off every night
But it's all inside i hold my fist up and I
Shake it to them cloudy skies
Why me? Why me? Why am I so fly?
All this pressure to be cool
Makes me a sad guy (Sad guy, sad guy)
There's a lot of fucking
Dirtbaks in the streets
Sweden wanna get rid of me
I've been popping Ritalin
See me up on everything
Sad Boys style, good as fuck
I don't need no education
Just a basement and some bud
Louis duffle bags, duffle
Duffle bags in my trunk
See me in the fucking club, at the back
Blowing doves
Sad Boys is my team and no, you cannot join
Flipping my chances of life and
Death, like flipping the coin
Ripping your groin
Kicking these songs, emotional boys for life
Don't be so cold, sus the phones, telephone
Gatorade in the styrofoam
Demons inside me, that is so wrong
Hoes on my lap
Wish I could take the time back
Wake up and she's gone, stupid chains
Ice in my veins i'm Miyasaki when it rains
Woke up and felt no pain
I'm happy with my friends
Just wanna remain the same
Catch me sipping champagne
Too futuristic for all you lames
Inhumane, think I give a fuck
What other people say?
Got my team with me, you should
You should turn the other way
Don't talk to me 'cause you
Know I don't talk much
Rolling up the Dutch, I pull up don't touch
When the room shines, I don't close my eyes
Flexing like a rubber band
I be ballin', I be ballin'
All this money in my hand
Alcohol in everything, Sad Boys at the top
Man g T-B-S-B
Sad Boys leave your body with the others man
Leave 'em in the Netherlands, Polo
Polo robes
See me, see me in that Rolls Royce
I've been counting all this
Money with my team
Sad Boys Worldwide Entertainment
Lean go harder, name any lame rapper
Lean is much smarter
See me flying out you, living large
I'm living larger
I love this life, this ain't no departure
Sweden's hot, but I'm hotter
I've been out there working, I'ma
I'ma work harder
North Face bucket hat, hunna
Hunna's in my armor so many plants, Lean
Lean could be a gardener
They wish death upon me and my partners
I've been, I've been, I've been working
I'ma work harder
Rose on plants, make me train sharper
17 year olds, I'm getting farther
Getting farther 'cause it's me and Kreayshawn
Yung Lean, bitch, I run the game
Tie you up and let the
Words run through your brain
Kreayshawn, Kreayshawn
When you coming back? Man
You must've fell off i was never on
Tell my friends who think I'm famous, no
They're wrong i'm feeling sad
The label left me 'cause I'm a mom
Now I've got a future
But I'm still looking for where I belong
I cry my ass off every night
But it's all inside i hold my fist up and I
Shake it to them cloudy skies
Why me? Why me? Why am I so fly?
All this pressure to be cool
Makes me a sad guy (Sad guy, sad guy)
There's a lot of fucking
Dirtbaks in the streets
Sweden wanna get rid of me
I've been popping Ritalin
See me up on everything
Sad Boys style, good as fuck
I don't need no education
Just a basement and some bud
Louis duffle bags, duffle
Duffle bags in my trunk
See me in the fucking club, at the back
Blowing doves
Sad Boys is my team and no, you cannot join
Flipping my chances of life and
Death, like flipping the coin
Ripping your groin
Kicking these songs, emotional boys for life
Don't be so cold, sus the phones, telephone
Gatorade in the styrofoam
Demons inside me, that is so wrong
Hoes on my lap
Wish I could take the time back
Wake up and she's gone, stupid chains
Ice in my veins i'm Miyasaki when it rains
Woke up and felt no pain
I'm happy with my friends
Just wanna remain the same
Catch me sipping champagne
Too futuristic for all you lames
Inhumane, think I give a fuck
What other people say?
Got my team with me, you should
You should turn the other way
Don't talk to me 'cause you
Know I don't talk much
Rolling up the Dutch, I pull up don't touch
When the room shines, I don't close my eyes