Текст песни 80s - Coop

Pull up to my live I'm calling
Don't cry she ballin'
Inside I want it
I'm calling

Just crash for me baby
I dash in my Mercedes
Do drugs like it's the 80s
I'm gone she still gon' chase me I know

Got a new crib but it's vacant
I don't really give a fuck I ain't patient
Small talk shoulda walked when you came in
And she probably gonna hate when I'm famous

I don't wanna talk I hate it
Why you so mad on vacation
Why you so bad with the black on your dress
And I can't look away cause I'm faded

It was all a dream and I hate this part
I can't wake up cause I'm scared of the dark
Would you look at me with those devil eyes
It makes me wanna die just haha

Pull up to my live I'm calling
Don't cry she ballin'
Inside I want it
I'm calling

Pull up to my live I'm calling
Don't cry she ballin'
Inside I want it
I'm calling

Just crash
Baby I dash in my Mercedes
Do drugs like it's the 80s
I'm gone she still gon' chase me I know