Killy - FINER THINGS lyrics

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Killy - FINER THINGS lyrics

[Pre-Chorus] Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do Heart on froze, neck sub-zero The kids in the back, I gave them hope Never really did what I was told Did what I want, just didn't fold Hardly hear the hate from this side of the globe Spot no fake inside my soul Whole lot of pain in my Styrofoam [Chorus] Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (Yeah) Stars align with the mandem toast Pinky ring kinda like Pluto This designer taste, designеr taste, designer tastе (Yeah) I'm not the same man that you know Straps on my pants, not no Velcro (Yeah) [Verse] Handshake a couple CEO's For some reason they have problems with me But I don't really know He probably seen his daughter with me Oh my God, I love KILLY flow It's a little too late, should've bought it from me Should've out the dotted line ​in front of me (Yeah) Could've build a whole gold mine right on me In my country I'm Trudeau (Yeah) Walk out the door, see snow (See snow) This is the life that I chose Walk in the road, I'm in control My Damier coat two-tone My b*tch, she bad to the bone I'm at Chris Jerk bitin' up the bones (Yeah) And I'm two blocks down from home I'ma turn up like this day, doomsday Got the club goin' up, like Tuesday CBC, it was me and Michael Bublé Shook my hand, told me I was too swag See me on TV, now I'm important Red carpet and the fans are recordin' My best friend's name is Robert Borden My ex keep callin' and I ignore it Sunday morning I was eatin' on porridge Swamp in my cup (What?), of course I'ma pour it (What? Yeah) Had two pups I'd walk on Brimorton Now I'm big dawg in the hills, in the fortress Hundred band jugg for a two minute chorus Misunderstood, made a little, more more of ya Suit one of one, I had to import it Jeff Gordon, hop in, I'ma floor it [Pre-Chorus] Tryna make her dance, make her do-si-do Heart on froze, neck sub-zero The kids in the back, I gave them hope Never really did what I was told Did what I want, just didn't fold Hardly hear the hate from this side of the globe Spot no fake inside my soul Whole lot of pain in my Styrofoam [Chorus] Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things (Yeah) Stars align with the mandem toast Pinky ring kinda like Pluto This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (Yeah) I'm not the same man that you know Straps on my pants, not no Velcro (Yeah) [Outro] I'm the same man that you know Straps on my pants, not no Fell in love with the finer things, the finer things, the finer things Stars align with the mandem toast Pinky ring kinda like This designer taste, designer taste, designer taste (Yeah) I'm not the same man that you know Straps on my pants, not no Velcro