Train Wreck

Alex Unknown

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    Thirst levels rising faster than the sea line
    Spot a cute honey, yeah, I make a beeline
    She figure out the kinda guy I am, I'm in the tree line
    Ciao bella ciao, hit me up if you so inclined

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, I treat her to the bottomless fries
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, chain is thrifted with the tie dye
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, I make her purr like a feline
    Wah, wah, wah, don't check the Visa, girl, it's bone dry

    You like my rings?
    You can thank Ali
    They got the Shein
    Make 'em sparkly

    Only the finest for my ass girl, it's true religion
    I make it pop, she'll never know it's thrifted
    I treat 'em to the fine dining Chille's or Chipotle
    She gettin' giddy like a horse girl, that's an ole

    That bowl fuego, that's a Michelin star
    I bet you're happy that you know me, bet you're happy I are
    They'll never know
    What I'm all about

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    I'm playing the game
    They'll never figure it out
    My shoes are scuffed, my face is scuffed
    My credit's shit, my pants are cuffed
    Uh yeah, I still pull

    Life's a bitch, I split my lip, I hate my whip, I want new rims
    Uh yeah, I'm bashful
    I spent my rent on a couple of stocks
    I've been sleeping in my car 'cause they went bottom up

    Last night showered in a Starbucks bathroom
    That's eau de toilette, I'm a grande man, boo
    You're lucky if I treat you like my business partner
    We planting opportunity like fucking gardners

    I got a lot of women wanting my attention
    Like damn, this woman asking cash or credit
    If you catch me in a lie I play it like I never said it
    Like damn, Descartes said this shit's subjective
    Like damn, my memory stay selective
    Like damn, you're lucky to get my perspective

    They'll never know
    What I'm all about
    I'm playing the game
    They'll never figure it out

    Thirst levels rising faster than the sea line
    Spot a cute honey, yeah, I make a beeline
    She figure out the kinda guy I am, I'm in the tree line
    Ciao bella ciao, hit me up if you so inclined

    Yeah, yeah, yeah, I treat her to the bottomless fries
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, chain is thrifted with the tie dye
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, I make her purr like a feline
    Wah, wah, wah, don't check the Visa, girl, it's bone dry

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