CHICK

Money's the reason, you're the reason why
I wanna see you happy, I care about you, no lie
Some days, like, I don’t even know if I can try
When everything's cold, and I run from the void, oh my

Fancy girl, she’s always living high
It’s a picnic, with flavors that never die
She knows she can have it all, I offer her roses
She knows she gets me wet like water, it’s how it goes

Shaking that ass in a skirt, bringing the house down
Filling the car with smoke, yeah, we’re getting loud
Tell me when this craving will finally fade out
When the windows fog up, you promise too much
Feels like a setup (okay)
Slowly, you’re killing me
Your choice wasn’t smart at all, can’t you see?
She thinks she can do anything just 'cause she’s hot
So damn fine, I’ve even seen bullets for her, no shot

Makes me doubt what I know
I follow, blind, your flow
Mysteries that I’ve unraveled, whoa
You can take my heart, that’s fine
Too bad the rest is mine
Nothing that I’ve achieved
(Yeah, ahn-ahn-ahn)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh)

Fancy girl, she’s always living high (yeah, yeah)
It’s a picnic, with flavors that never die (uh)
She knows she can have it all, I offer her roses (roses)
She knows she gets me wet like water (ah-ah)
Fancy girl, she’s always living high (living high)
It’s a picnic, with flavors that never die (yeah, yeah)
She knows she can have it all, I offer her roses (oh, oh, oh)
She knows she gets me wet like water

She knows she gets me wet like water
Uh-uh-uh-uh
Ih-ih-ih-ih
Feels like a setup.