Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Milla
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Tony Escamilla
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Calling my phone,
Ghost on the throne,
Molly popping all on the song,
Fading away, listening to you
That's when you know I'm really gone
Giving me head
Driving away
Twerking it, making it rain
Oh...
Lets go
Drank,
Lets go
Smoke
Lets go,
Pour,
Lets go,
Roll
Got my foreign chick rolling my weed that's exotic
Pokimane lemme hit, man, I'm excited.
Paranedics at the scene
Ass is automatic
Leaning like machine, yeah I get my fucking traction
Hennessy in the cup, yeah she out here cheating
Popping all these pills even though I'm not feening
Coke up in the nose, and you know im not sheening yeah
Pour it up
Fuck it up
Open up
Damn
Pour it up
Fuck it up
Open up
Damn
Yeah her man is damn goofy he a goofy goober
I just make her wet in the back of my uber
Facetime me that ass, while her man is out the land
Supply and demand, dont be mad you is a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh yous a fan, no, an only fan. Whoa
Calling my phone,
Ghost on the throne,
Molly popping all on the song,
Fading away, listening to you
That's when you know I'm really gone
Giving me head
Driving away
Twerking it, making it rain
Oh...
Lets go
Drank,
Lets go
Smoke
Lets go,
Pour,
Lets go,
Roll
Pour another drink
Let the music take control
Underneath the stars got a fire in our souls
Feeling like we kings, we ready to to rise
In this night well shine, let the world see your vibe
Yeah she flexing to her friends,
Presidential face and benz,
Mony worth, it all depends,
On how well she gives some head
I dont give a fuck about your man
Yeah, yeah,
Cause you know he is just a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Oh
Yous a fan
Written by: Tony Escamilla
