DWHB - How You Want It lyrics

[Chorus] I've got it just how you want it Don't worry about it, you'll see Don't even hear what they say about it Or what they say about me Don't want it, don't need it Yeah you can believe that I've got it just how you want it And if it ain't, you know it's on me [Verse 1: Travis] Late night, here we go, watch the moon rise No wake up call, no Maroon 5 Same old sh**, just a different tune, eyes Closed, hop into my smooth ride Trash in the whip, but that sh** still swing, though Your a** put me to sleep like I just watched Swing Vote Drop a couple hundred on roulette All on red, ain't won yet, it's nothing Drop a hundred more on some blackjack White Russian in my hand and a Russian chick on my left Like Merida with her arrows, I aim to make her quiver I'll follow her to make her day, then mute her a** on Twitter Hit the lights, turn the dimmer down Liquor thick, make us flicker out Like Pitt on the Boardwalk, after two I'm done and dipping out With vigor litter rooms, we're sinners too, you're not? You're missing out [Chorus] [Verse 2: Andrew] Got something for you now, what you know about it? Guarantee it's a treat how I go about it Can you please just believe that it's gonna happen? Ever seen anything better? Nah, I doubt it Y'all fiending, looking for trouble Cause I come through clean, like scrubbly bubbles Whole team magic, y'all nothing but muggles Raps fantastic, y'all stuck in the struggle Got a bird's-eye view, I swear I do So dope that it ain't fair to you To try and match attack me I'm Casablanca, you're Air Bud 2 Cla**ic status (whoop!) can't snatch it Hard to break like nasty habits Snap a chat, be glad you had it That's a wrap on that, because [Chorus] [Outro: Travis] I feel it Oh, oh, I feel it Oh, you know I'm floating away And if you feel it Don't try to conceal it Own it, you're the realest Oh, you know what real is The secret Yeah, we know the secret Oh, you know we tuck it away We know you need it Don't try to conceal it Just a little feeling Flowing like it's breathing