Take money, flex that muscle Can't stop a three day hustle I want to feel peace of mind Like false-trace sipping potion Stars come out Frank Ocean I want to feel that open wide
Ohhh, oh. Ohhh, oh We all know where the night goes Ohhh, oh. Ohhh, oh
Should have known better than to cheat a friend Shit gets real then I pretend Hope the late text that I sent for sex will flower Two young lovers in the freezing cold Naked bodies, painted gold Just wanna breathe fire to your gypsy soul, but anyway
Painted gold, gold x4 Painted gold Ohhhh
Such poise, so charismatic Get numb, go spastic I'd like to find some peace of mind Yeah, we Starbucks y'all just vultures Meet my electric soldiers Sell off your pride, for peace of mind
Ohhh, oh. Ohhh, oh. We all know where the night goes Ohhh, oh. Ohhh, oh
Should have known better than to cheat a friend Shit gets real then I pretend Hope that late text that I sent for sex will flower Two young lovers in the freezing cold Naked bodies, painted gold Just wanna breathe fire to your gypsy soul, but anyway
Painted gold, gold x4 Painted gold Ohhhh
As I'm breathing her in, this art on my skin, it reminds me to choose Noo ohhh, ohhh As I call out her name, a slave to a game, I'm destined to lose Noo ohhh, ohhh
I should have known better than to cheat a friend Shit gets real then I pretend Hope that late text that I sent for sex will flower Just two young lovers in the freezing cold Naked bodies, painted gold Just want to breathe fire to your gypsy soul, but anyway
Painted gold, gold x3 (I should have known better than to cheat a friend.) Painted gold (Shit gets real then I pretend.) Gold x4 (Just two young lovers in the freezing cold.) Painted gold (Naked bodies, painted gold.)
Painted gold. Painted gold Two naked bodies, painted gold oh, oh, oh, oh And I'll paint them gold Yeah, I'll paint them gold And I'll paint them gold Yeah, I'll paint them goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
