[Chorus: Prabh Sharan]
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Post-Chorus]
We should run away through the right street
We could cut away, hand on my seats, girl
I don't really need advices
I just need a little Visine, cause
My momma don't like
I'm never afraid, up in the ties, yeah
Call it a night
You should come when you like
[Verse 1: Johnny Kulo]
I'd rather not tell you what's wrong
No way
Cause you probably couldn't carе anyway
(No) I ain't tryna blame you
I'm saying, I'm used to being always on thе right side
Can't even see that you're playing with a bona fide
I stay true, I stay true
O-oh
You're asking me these questions
But I know you don't fuck with the truth
Even though the truth is
I can swerve on all them other girls
They keep blowing up my phone
But you better believe that I
I keep my focus on you
[Chorus: Prabh Sharan]
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Verse 2: Prabh Sharan]
Baby, welcome aboard
I ain't got nothin' to prove
Just for the record, you know
Trevor'll never let go
Sneakers and divas for sure
Chardonnay, pardon me, bitch
Make sure that you sip it and go
Lurkin' through curtains and doors
[Verse 3: Johnny Kulo]
Okay, I know that you're conflicted
I know I stepped the line but I've learned to keep my distance
I can't deny
You can call me Icarus
I be flyin' way close to the sun like a sycophant
I told you she's irrelevant
Maybe I'm still just the same
[Chorus: Prabh Sharan]
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Post-Chorus]
We should run away through the right street
We could cut away, hand on my seats, girl
I don't really need advices
I just need a little Visine, cause
My momma don't like
I'm never afraid, up in the ties, yeah
Call it a night
You should come when you like
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Post-Chorus]
We should run away through the right street
We could cut away, hand on my seats, girl
I don't really need advices
I just need a little Visine, cause
My momma don't like
I'm never afraid, up in the ties, yeah
Call it a night
You should come when you like
[Verse 1: Johnny Kulo]
I'd rather not tell you what's wrong
No way
Cause you probably couldn't carе anyway
(No) I ain't tryna blame you
I'm saying, I'm used to being always on thе right side
Can't even see that you're playing with a bona fide
I stay true, I stay true
O-oh
You're asking me these questions
But I know you don't fuck with the truth
Even though the truth is
I can swerve on all them other girls
They keep blowing up my phone
But you better believe that I
I keep my focus on you
[Chorus: Prabh Sharan]
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Verse 2: Prabh Sharan]
Baby, welcome aboard
I ain't got nothin' to prove
Just for the record, you know
Trevor'll never let go
Sneakers and divas for sure
Chardonnay, pardon me, bitch
Make sure that you sip it and go
Lurkin' through curtains and doors
[Verse 3: Johnny Kulo]
Okay, I know that you're conflicted
I know I stepped the line but I've learned to keep my distance
I can't deny
You can call me Icarus
I be flyin' way close to the sun like a sycophant
I told you she's irrelevant
Maybe I'm still just the same
[Chorus: Prabh Sharan]
Tell me what you decide
All of my shoes designer
Hop in the cul-de-sac
Poppin' that blue designs
Ignorance says you my love
All of my friends behind us
What happened to you, visages
Don't fuck with the true Poseidon
[Post-Chorus]
We should run away through the right street
We could cut away, hand on my seats, girl
I don't really need advices
I just need a little Visine, cause
My momma don't like
I'm never afraid, up in the ties, yeah
Call it a night
You should come when you like
( Johnny Kulo )
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