paroles de chanson Heaven - Coults

Just what is it that you want to do?
Well, we wanna be free, we wanna be
Free to do what we wanna do
And we wanna get loaded and
We wanna have a good time
And that's what we're gonna do
(Away baby, let's go)
We're gonna have a good time,
We're gonna have a party (Huh)

I feel like something's wrong
My main girl met my side and
They don't get along
It's a toxic relation, they going
Through my phone
Shit I need privacy baby, don't
Turn the cameras on
Yeah, I need some time alone
The weed smoke clear my mind,
Focus with adderall
Shit I'm just bringing the heat,
I turn the kettle on
Whoever knew that I could
Turn my heart to stone
Yeah she an impressor
Come like the denim all on me
Cuz she a distressor
Addicted to her body, I'm a
Regular member
How many times I regret it, I can't
Really remember
Uh, she talking way too much
Ratchet girl, she walk around in
Von Dutch
She's a boujee girl, she want
Matsuhisa for lunch
Yo, my head's spun

And I been spending way too much
Time with her lately
Shit I just spent a bag on her trainers,
I'm going crazy
Hop up in the coupe with no
License and we go racing
OT, smoking exotic and it's amazing
Styling with my crodie, my crodie
Pull up in paisley
You would think my drip military,
I'm in the navy
Psychedelic ventures, I do 'em
Up on a daily
Yuh, we do this shit on a daily

All my brothers some big steppers,
No Timberlands
And shit we made it through all the
Trials and tribulations
Baby girl you got plans, I got
Aspirations
Moretime I feel like I'm living
In a simulation
Haha, huh, that shit kinda bizzare
It's like if I worship the devil,
Would you make me a star?
Can't conversate wit no label,
Bitch I'm really in charge
Like, bitch I'm really a star

We're gonna have a good time
We're gonna have a party

I think my brother's bisexual, cuz he
Swinging it both ways
How many people you stepping to today?
Hate to admit but the driver's on cocaine
Shit, we bust the engine I'm
Smelling the propane
Drink spiller, brown liquor, sizzy sipper
All kinda concoctions baby I need
Another liver
North side repper, we turn up
Whatever the weather
It's the samurai stepper
They told me I need composure,
I let the seat recline
But now's the time, I ain't waiting for the
Heat to decline
Yeah you can sit at my table but
You can't sit beside
Mr Arlo with the cam, we'll shoot a
Clip tonight
Feels good, smokin nun but Za
True Religion drip, all aboard the
Noah's Ark
We took a benzo in the Benz,
My vision's kinda fucked
And like a driving instructor,
I told him park the car
Rewind to the Summer,
Sipping Pina Colada
Like we been coast to coast,
Moving like traffickers
I ain't been checkin on myself
Cuz it's family first
Life's been a little crazy, I put that
Pedal to work
Oh she's a top boy lover
Suit and tie like issa hot boy Summer
Riches on the way, did I stutter?
All kinda currencies, yen, pounds & dollars