Ghais Guevara Every Tour Date Is My Gatsby Party
[Intro]
Look, check, look
You know I been around
You know I been around that, uh, you tryna taste contraband
You know we been around, you tryna hide from my face
I put the song out, they tryna throw that advance
I bought Bianca, uh, [?] with my hands
[Chorus]
Feel like I'm [?], I traded the [?] for the Sun
If I get a bag today, no tellin' her I'm finna stunt
Fuck 'bout Heaven or Hell 'cause I go wherever I want
Feel like I'm [?], I traded the [?] for the Sun
If I get a bag today, no tellin' her I'm finna stunt
Fuck 'bout Heaven or Hell 'cause I go wherever I want
Phew, huh
[Verse 1]
Showed up to the afters, I was sleepy as hell, uh
Googlin' my stylist, bitch, I did it myself, uh
Bangin' what you claim, the fame makin' you hell
Saw you thirstin' for the rain, my chain wishin' you well, uh
Baby girl, show some skin and bring your girls, that's the dress code
You tryna act like you enjoy the silence, you Depeche Mode
Devil in a—, uh, when I get you out that blue dress
I play with spots that make you say, "Them policies of truth next"
Say you detention, I'm payin' attention
I'm out of my body, I came with the spirit
You dodgin' them niggas with ten in them digits
They look like you paid, but went broke for the image
Bet your whole week when I pay you a visit
Revenue up 'til you out of commission
Face of the angels, I wish I could get 'em
Them days I was poverty stricken
[Chorus]
Feel like I'm [?], I traded the [?] for the Sun (Look, hahaha)
If I get a bag today, no tellin' her I'm finna stunt
Fuck 'bout Heaven or Hell 'cause I go wherever I want
Phew, huh
[Interlude]
If you wanna have more fun, you wanna bounce more
To keep it more advanced, to keep it more jolly
Instead of twisting so much, you could do it in place
[Verse 2]
Acing your flirtation, but you move like you on crutches, uh
Twin, won't you lock in? Now I need a Latto, need a Brooklyn, uh
Your nigga lookin' corny, tryna play like vigilante, uh
Forty for the ticket, ten for shots, you like "I'm dancin'", uh
I was finna dash her 'til I peeped the way you prancin', uh
So, I started blitzin', she a vixen, she a dancer, uh
Beckoned with the rings within my hand, and then you answered, uh
Winded by the gestures of a groove that's too familiar
[Outro]
Simple, easy
