She wearing vintage
I get up in it
Gettin' in vintage
Everything vintage
She wearing vintage
I get up in it
Gettin' in vintage
Everything vintage
Hoe don't ever tell me wait
I think that shit is so lame
I don't want trouble, but i'm hard to tame
Gon' have to kill me, but from further range
I don't wanna talk because there's nothing else to say
Go and live your live cuz all you do is complain
Im tryna get paid
But i'll run a fade
That's why I stay home cuz i'm out of the way
I don't need a reason for a stupid bitch to go and talk some shit
For me to flip and dip into the gutter, and go back down under
But wonder if I kept on f*ckin' up every decision I made
Would I still get laid
Would I still be the same
What if all my vision started floatin' away
But I won't feel pain
Whether your gone it's still going away
So don't go away
She wearing vintage
I get up in it
Gettin' in vintage
Everything vintage
She wearing vintage
I get up in it
Gettin' in vintage
Everything vintage