Padillion I Don't Care (feat. Thomas Mraz)
[Intro]
Yeah, Seven Fortune
Yeah, that's Seven Fortune
Playboi Padi
[Verse 1: Padillion]
I be the smart guy, dumb guy
Broke and f..cking rich guy
Getting diamonds off, my hobby pay my moms a bill, guy
Damn, what the f..ck you want
Standing still just up and front
While I‘m doing numbers, selling beats and smoking stupid blunt
Made a milly in ‘16, british gyal is just eighteen
Spending money, sipping lean — this exactly what I‘ve dreamed
Shoulders wide, I‘m not ashamed, Seven Fortune is my name
Keeping sane saying no names
Bitch don‘t hit my line again
[Chorus: Thomas Mraz]
Every time I falling down
I'm drunking, I can fight
Something wrong to your face
Gold enough — holy part
I'm too young to working hard
I just wanna steal your heart (yeah!)
But
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Because you not attractive even like me (even like me)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Because you not attractive even like me (even like me)
[Pre-Verse: Padillion]
Couple thousands on PayPal, woo
My f..cking phone is gonna ring now soon
Shopping at Fairfax I‘m up now, woo
Now it‘s time for you to make a round, woo
Make your damn moves you‘re the one
I just moved to LA, now I‘m won
But my life has just begun
By the way, I‘m 21
[Verse 2: Padillion]
Bro, you broke
Got no hoes
Gotta go and change your clothes
All my hoes are stupid hoes
Seven Fortune — up and go
Sipping that Crystal in the hotel
2014, I‘m going well
Got 500 caps to sell
I‘m a genius — you can tell
Getting afraid of the cameras
Photos with fans i‘m hilarious
Shout-outs to my boy Jerry
I‘m on this bitch like a Cherokee
Yeah, I made a hundred
I made a thousand
I made a milly
Buying that Bentley
Billie on hoodie
Bitch looking goodie
How do you think you can stop me, buddy?
[Chorus: Thomas Mraz]
Every time I falling down
I'm drunking, I can fight
Something wrong to your face
Gold enough — holy part
I'm too young to working hard
I just wanna steal your heart (yeah!)
But
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Because you not attractive even like me (even like me)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Nothing left to me (a-a-ah!)
Because you not attractive even like me (even like me)
[Verse 3: Thomas Mraz]
You are dream, you are don't care
You are dream, you are don't care
You don't like me
I don't care
I don't care (hey, baby)
