Текст песни Tarantino - PLVTINUM

Baby girl at home and she covered in blow
Daddy's penthouse in historic SoHo
She looked just like a star, she an OG Van Gogh
Think she wanna fuck, but what the fuck do I know?

Got a fashion degree, she at FIT, 23
Too fucked up to speak, one OAK every week, practically
Spirituality, practice what she preach, on her knees
Sad, but make it chic
She a modern greek tragedy

Bend it how I like, we can hit the chateau
Told her that it's mine, but it's still in escrow
I threw her on the bed, slipped her out the bandеau
Hands around my neck, purple coating my throat

(Like ooh)
Going cuckoo, losing my mind
I think I'm through with women who love me
You can spend the night, then you gotta go home
My life is a movie, it's a Tarantino

Poppin' Benzos, but she's not diagnosed
Got baggage like Louis, got more issues than most
She's cuttin' up coke, she's been cuttin' it close
Tellin' me secrets only her therapist knows

Got a fashion degree, she at FIT, 23
Too fucked up to speak, one OAK every week, practically
Spirituality, practice what she preach (on her knees)
Sad, but make it chic
She a modern greek tragedy

Bend it how I like, we can hit the chateau
Told her that it's mine, but it's still in escrow
I threw her on the bed, slipped her out the bandeau
Hands around my neck, purple coating my throat

(Like ooh)
Going cuckoo, losing my mind
I think I'm through with women who love me
You can spend the night, then you gotta go home
My life is a movie, it's a Tarantino

She Tarantino
My life is a movie, it's a Tarantino