Champagne and Pools (feat. Blackbear & Kyle)

Champagne and pools, layin' by the palm trees

What else do you want from me?

Is it the house that I live, or the things that I can give, am I fool, yeah

For thinking I was different?

Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out

I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing

Besides the Xanax and highs

These tools that you hang out with

What else do you want me to give?

I know it's not a promise, you got what you wanted

Champagne and pools

Why you always gotta be inconsistent?

Why you never talk a lot, but you always bitchin'?

And when it comes to sex, you never change position

I'm bored as shit, let's do something different

You can play with balls like you were from New England

But I don't really think of what you think about

And I don't even care what you do

But when you text me real late like "Hey yo, what's up?"

I'm probably not talking to you

'Cause all you wanna know is where the blow is

Who got samples, when you rolling, can I bring friends?

I don't think so, but how about one friend from San Francisco?

Okay, she can come

In a room full of Neo's, I be the one

Girl let's get Rousey, I beat it up

You need a fake ID to be in the club?

Uh, I think you put a spell on me

Ended up with you, that could be an L to me

You spend a hundred dollars on some damn shampoo

But it still smell like L'oreal to me

Champagne and pools, hey, layin' by the palm trees

What else do you want from me? Oh

Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give, am I fool

For thinking I was different?

What else do you want me to give?

I know it's not a promise, you got what you wanted

Champagne and pools

Okay, are we starting? Cool

Reporting live from Planet Basic

We talk a lot but we don't ever say shit

Sayin' something that we truly feel

But that's just not in the conversation

I'm semi-famous, kinda ain't shit, kinda sort of like almost made it

It's like I went from star in the making to "Oh yeah him, yeah I hope he makes it"

When the hell did all that begin?

I wish I didn't have as many rapper friends

I wish I had way more actor friends

Least I couldn't tell they were acting then

I mean like damn, can I get a tweet?

Hey hitboy can I get a beat?

I guess if you don't sell CD's your BFF's start MBD's

At least my shit went #3

I mean Fatty Wap, Drake, and Future too

Drake and fucking Future dude!

What the hell was I supposed to do?

But I know I got something inside

You can't get from these other guys

Real ass songs and lyrics are true

You can't get from these other minds, right?

Champagne and pools, layin' by the palm trees

What else do you want from me?

Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give, am I fool, hey

For thinking I was different?

Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out

I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing

Besides the Xanax and highs

These tools that you hang out with

What else would you like me to give?

I know it's not a promise, you got just what you wanted

Champagne and pools, yeah