Ludwig Göransson - Sour Face lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Rock] Do I have to rob Peter just to pay Paul Just to get a blessing and to get my point across? Play the game to win, get the money and the cars p**y come free when you handle business like a boss In that GS regal, watch me swang it like a Porsche One for sitting hard, knockin' pictures off the wall b**h I'm out here doggin', and I got 'em droppin' charge Used to push the great white like I was swimmin' with the sharks I was dead broke, tell 'em presidents they resurrected And my dead pockets they was lifeless 'til I sold them records I'm in the magazine posing with my n***a Double XL, YSL on a n***a I'm so high, I could bring hell on a n***a Lifetime bars no bail for a n***a b**hes keep head and tail for a n***a Think I sold my soul away, this ice fell on a n***a [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] Play this in your car, give 'em sour face Play this, play this in the club, give 'em sour face n***a, when they hear it, that's that sour face n***a lookin' at me crazy, that's that sour face Ring the alarm, Comme des Garçons Lunch with a bunch of my n***as at the pond Bowflex like a dummy, instrumental hungry Places that I'm stayin' got more whites than all my laundry Life of a Kennedy, James Dean roll out Summer spent in places most my people never know about Gettin' mama new house, for now I'm f**in' wearin' it Fourth of July, b**h, my sh** be so American Bless the chick I'm marryin', keep the whole estate intact Bless the son I didn't have, sprayed 'em on her lower back Focus on them roaches, I ain't never goin' back Wine is so precocious, sippin' on somebody's yacht Real money's never seen, whole thing cla**ic Think about in 10 years, change your whole mindset Back when I would still sweat five Gs Back when I was hookin' up with Ali Brie—stunt! Yeah, it's East Side forever, b**h Hate mail comin' from these n***as who was never rich Or never poor, or never fly Or seen somebody get wet up outside of Golden Glide Hot 107, nine dreams when I run through Man, that's fam, Steve, Swa*k, that's the whole crew Monster like a muppet, wallet Warren Buffett Camp was last year but I ain't ever have to rough it Lookin' fresh from the McFlys up You don't know about 'em, better wise up Busy with them rollers, I don't carry mine (Busy with them rollers, I don't carry mine)