Gucci Slides

Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride
Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night
I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time
It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides
Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride
Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night
I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time
It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides
I didn’t come to let you down
I think it’s better if I don’t
But you ain’t Marvin, this ain’t on
Nah, I don’t need a drink right now
We got a problem with the truth
Down at the basement getting fumed
I tell you I don’t ride with you
You gotta know that
Music’s louder than you loving me, loving me
And in my head it’s 'Good Life' on repeat, on repeat
But ain’t no, ain’t no place I’d rather be, yeah
Rather be
Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride
Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night
I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time
It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides
That song, bring it back to me
This bar, bring it back to me
These stars, bring it back to me, yeah
That song, bring it back to me
This bar, bring it back to me
These stars, bring it back to me
Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride
Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night
I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time
It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides