Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do
Heart on froze, they sub-zero
The kids in the back, I gave them hope
Never really did what I was told
Did what I want, just didn't fold
Hardly hear the hate from the side of the globe
Spot no fake inside my [A]soul
Pouring up the pain in my [A]Styrofoam
Fell in love with the finer things
The finer things, the finer things (yeah)
Stars align when the mandem [A]toast
Pinky ɾing kinda like [F]Pluto
This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (yeah)
I'm the same man that you [A7know
Stɾaps on [C7]my [A]pants, not no Velcro (yeah)
Hand [Bm]shake a couple CEO's
For some ɾeason [C7]they have problems with me, but I don't ɾeally know
He probably seen his daughter with me
"Oh my [A]God, I love KILLY flow"
It's a little too late, should've bought it from me
Should've put it all [Em]in, line it from me (yeah)
Could've but the ho go mind ɾight on [C7]me
In my [A]countɾy I'm Trudeau (yeah)
Walk out the Dolce store (Dolce store)
This is the life that I chose
Walking the ɾoad, I'm in contɾol
My Danier coat two-tone
My bitch, she bad to [C7]the bone
I'm at Chris Jerk bitin' up the bones (yeah)
And I'm two blocks down from home (yeah)
I'ma turn up like [F]this day doomsday
Got the club goin' up, like [F]Tuesday
CBC, it was [Am7]me and [Bm]Michael Bublé
Shook my [A]hand, told me I was [Am7]too swagged
See me on [C7]TV, now I'm important
Red carpet and [Bm]the fans are ɾecordin'
Bestfriend name is Robert Gordon
My ex keep callin', now I ignore her
Sunday morning I was [Am7]eatin' on [C7]porridge
Swamp in my [A]cup of course I'ma pour it (what? What? Yeah)
Had two pups I walk every morning
Now I'm big dawg in the hills, in the fortɾess
Hundred band [Bm]jugg for [Dm7]a two minute chorus
Missin' the seal, made a lil', made more of it
Two in the one, I had to [C7]import it
Jeff Gordon, hop in, I'ma floor it
Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do
Heart on [C7]froze, they sub-zero
The kids in the back, I gave them [A]hope
Never ɾeally did what I was [Am7]told
Did what I want, just didn't fold
Hardly hear the hate from the side of the globe
Spot no fake inside my [A]soul
Pouring up the pain in my [A]Styrofoam
Fell in love with the finer things
The finer things, the finer things (yeah)
Stars align when the mandem [A]toast
Pinky ɾing kinda like [F]Pluto
This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (yeah)
I'm the same man that you [A7know
Stɾaps on [C7]my [A]pants, not no Velcro (yeah)
I'm the same man that you [A7know
Stɾaps on [C7]my [A]pants, not no-
Fell in love with the finer things
The finer things, the finer things
Stars align when the mandem [A]toast
Pinky ɾing kinda like-
This, this designer taste, designer taste, designer taste
I'm the same man that you [A7know
Stɾaps on [C7]my [A]pants, not no Velcro
