I know you had the time of your life I'll be countin' this shit all night Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty See yeah I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty Yeah, uh-huh I smoked a

No, it's not a false alarm I'm dancing in flames And now I'm burning in your arms Endless fire in my heart I heard sirens in my head From the first time that we met Thought it was a false alarm Yeah, we started as a spark

No hearts, no love no kumbaya yeah When you put the work in man it shows Straight up out the ashes then I rose I done hit a all time low Been at a stand-still and had to go go go Man they out here on a scheme like la-la-la Breaking promises you need like

Oh, bad luck, yeah, bad luck Keeps following me, won't let me be I asked bad luck this morning Won't let me be, keeps following me Hey, I wanna tell you about my troubles I've had just about every bad luck a man can have In my moving around, I've played

Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) (I can't) Let you (let you) (I want you to myself I can't help it) I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish) Be with (yeah) no one

Uh-uh (whoa) Uh-uh (yeah) In my feelings (Why do I feel this way?) (No!) Uh-uh (whoa) And I don't know why I'm even still here Can't shake it off, I've been here for years on top of years And I, I'm ready to, I'm ready to, be off of you 'Cause I admit,

The radio, yeah 'Cause you're the girl on the radio The radio, everybody singing 'bout you tonight You're the song on the stereo, the stereo We got you turned up just right It's all rock and roll, and solid gold Flashing lights and rolling smoke Stuck in

That felt good (Does it baby?) Yeah, rub my back for me (Where do you want me to rub it baby?) (Turn around)

Calling America Yeah, we're living in In a modern world Calling America (can't get a message through) Calling America (that's what she said to do) Calling America (that's where she has to be) Calling America (she left a number for me) Somebody told her

Gotta flex hard, yeah, ooh Gotta shine hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 35 chain 40 stacked chain, yeah Gotta stunt hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 30 stacked chain Woah, oh, city to city and skrr (skrr) Woah, oh, I'm lookin' like a merchant