[Verse 1]
Good girl, good girl
Can I get you in my world, my world?
Wait another minute, let me clean up

Fresh in my Adidas
Greet you at the door before we meet up
Thinking I’mma figure it out

I’m livin’ it now, I’m multiplicatin’, I’m playin’ it loud
I take the remainder of everything that we’ve been doing

until you belittle it down
But fk it, cause if we end up bein’ lonely
I know I can count on all my homies

[Pre-Hook]
So we goin’ from one, these were the days that we had to run
Tell them to play and they get their gun
And if they shoot down the sky, they all run and hide
But I’ll be here waitin’ for all of my friends who were by my side
And when it ends it was you and I, why can’t we all win together?

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

[Verse 2]
Bad girl, bad girl
Can I get you in my world, my world?
Wait another minute let me wake up
Get some weed to break up

And I don’t even smoke on most occasions

I been thinking about
Crushing some pills, taking them down
Get us some drinks and making the rounds

Do anything just to get your attention
I’ll even go home and be eating you out
fk it, you know I’m kidding about it mostly
Only thing I count on is my homies

[Pre-Hook]
So we goin’ from one, these were the days that we had to run
Tell them to play and they get their gun
And if they shoot down the sky, they all run and hide
But I’ll be here waitin’ for all of my friends who were by my side
And when it ends it was you and I, why can’t we all win together?

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

And you can be the one for me when the other numbers aren’t adding up
I’ve been thinking about you, thinking about you
And we can be like two digits, cause ain’t no one equivalent to you
Imma hit it like oooh, hit it like oooh

All these lucky numbers, they’re never discovered
Just one in a million
These lucky numbers show what we’re made of
We’re scratching the paper
No it’s never paid off, but my number will come

Chorus:
Champagne and pools, layin by the palm t[Em/G]rees
What else do you want from me?
Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give am I a fool, yeah

For thinking I was different
Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out
I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing
Besides the Xanax and hig[Em/G]hs
These tools that you hang out w[Em/G]ith
What else do you want me to give?
I know it’s not a promise, you got what you wanted
Champagne and pools

(Verse 1: Hoodie)
Hahaha [Em/G]why you always gotta be inconsistent?
Why you never [Em/G]talk a lot but you always bchin?

And when it comes to sex you never change position
I’m bored as sht, let’s do something different

You can play with balls like you were from New England
But I don’t really think of what you think about
[Em/G] And I don’t even care what you do
But when you text me real late like
“Hey yo what’s [Em/G]up?”

I’m probly not talking to you
Cause all you wanna know is where the blow is
Who got tables, when you rolling, can I bring friends?

I don’t think so
But how about one friend from San Francisco?

Okay, she can come
In a [Em/G]room full of Neo’s I be the one
Girl let’s get Rousey I beat it up
You need a [Em/G]fake ID to be in the club?
Uh, I think you put a spell on me

Ending up with you, that could be an L to me
You spend one hundred dollars on some damn shampoo

But it still smell like L’oreal to me

Chorus: (Different Chords)
Champagne and pools,[Em/G] layin by the palm tr[Em/G]ees
What else do you want from me? O[(Fmaj7sus4)]h
Is it the house that I live
Or the things that I can give am I a fool, [Em/G]oh
For thinking I was differ[Em/G]ent
What else do you want me to give?
I know it’s not a promise, you got what you wanted
Champagne and pools

Etc.

(Verse 2: SuperDuperKyle)
Okay, aight we starting? Cool
Reportin live from planet basic
We talk a lot but we don’t ever say sht
Sayin somethin that we truly feel
But that’s just not in the the conversation
I’m semi-famous
Kinda ain’t sht
Kinda sorta like almost made it
It’s like I went from star in the making
To “Oh yeah him, yeah I hope he makes it”
When the hell did all that begin?
I wish I didn’t have as many rapper friends
I wish I had way more actor friends
Least I couldn’t tell they were acting then
I mean like damn can I get a tweet?
Hey hitboy can I get a beat?
I guess if you don’t sell CD’s
Your BFF’s start MBD’s
At least my sht went number three
I mean Fetty Wap, Drake, and Future too
Drake and fking Future dude!
What the hell was I supposed to do?
But I know I got somethin inside
You can’t get from these other guys
Real ass songs and lyrics
That you can’t get from these other minds
Right?

(Blackbear)
Champagne and pools, layin by the palm trees
What else do you want from me?
Is it the house that I live or the things that I can give am I a fool
For thinking I was different
Apart from all these Soho House guys that take you out
I wonder if you feel a thing, if you feel a thing
Besides the Xanax and highs
These tools that you hang out with
What else would you like me to give?
I know it’s not a promise, you got what you wanted
Champagne and pools

All my friends think I got money now
And their girlfriends think that I'm funny now
It’s like all they ever talk about
You knew me then but you don't know me naaaa aaaaaow

[Verse 1]
Yeah, and this one’s for the people who were with me
before I had a dollar in my bank account
And for the girls who had hit me on
Even gotta buy a drink for ‘em to be makin’ out
It’s real love, real friends, yeah I never separate it homie
I am on my Kevin Bacon
I used to tell ‘em we’ll be travellin’ ‘round the world
Playin’ shows, one day, now we celebratin’
It’s me and Conan on TV
Mama I did it, shouts to Bella and Gigi
I need a new Lamborghini
I need some girls in bikinis
I got like so many wishes
I think I might need a Genie
I roll the weed up in the Uber X
Tell ‘em hold up, let me hit you with the new address
And we partyin’ from Brooklyn all the way to Budapest
So I’ma do me, you can do the rest

All my friends think I got money now
And their girlfriends think that I'm funny now
It’s like all they ever talk about
You knew me then but you don't know me naaaa aaaaaow

[Verse 2]
Yeah, and this is for the friends who ain’t really friends
Let me break it down here’s the definition
If you weren’t around on the underground
When it all went down, why you reminiscin’?
And all the people talkin’ in my ear
I ain’t tryna hear, man it ain’t convincin’
I be lookin’ at my brand new watch
And it says ‘Oh gosh, time to pay attention’
So we don’t ever do it at a deficit
Hella big, all my, all my budget’s like an elephant
I remember when we did it for the hell of it
Independent, invented a way to end the payin’ of the rent
And now that I got my momma back in the crib
I can start to pay it back for all the things that she did
And when they ask me if I like how I live
I say I'd do it all again ‘cause

All my friends think I got money now
And their girlfriends think that I'm funny now
It’s like all they ever talk about
You knew me then but you don't know me naaa aaa aaaow

Some things changed in everyone
I thought this was meant to be fun
I’m fed up and I’m movin’ on
You stay home, sayin’ what you want
It don’t mean nothing to me, yeaaaaaaah

All my friends think I got money now
And their girlfriends think that I'm funny now (funny now)
It’s like all they ever talk about (all they talk about)
You knew me then but you don't know me naaaa aaaaaow

Oh oh oh, oh
They don’t know me now
(For all, everybody, NYC)
They don’t know nothing
(That’s a beautiful job)
They don’t know nothing
You knew me then but you don't know me naaaa aaaaaow

CAPO 4

C – Bm – Em – Em 2x

– Verse 1 –

I am just a man on my own

Tryin’ find a place I belong

I don’t want your money

I don’t need no fancy clothes

I’d rather be with you when I am broke

Cause you use me just a little bit

You try to confuse me when we’re intimate

You’d rather accuse me but I’m innocent

I’m not gonna lose sleep over sentiment

– Chorus –

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you

– Verse 2 –

They callin’ me the people’s champ

But everything you do is a sham

I’d rather just hang with my friends

Sometimes I think that things will change

And then I land in your bed

And it don’t feel like it’s the first time

You’re everything I want and you’re not mine

You keep saying I can live without them

I say put your money where your mouth is

Come back to me when it feels right

Kiss me so hard you make me fight

One more time, just one more time, just one more time

– Chorus –

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you

– Verse 3 –

Real talk, I’m the white boy to you Wes Snipes

I’m East Coast but it’s all love on the Westside

Your girlfriend is a close friend of my bedside

She want Ds, and I ain’t talking the breast size

Everybody in the club getting reckless

You go home at midnight, we stay up till breakfast

I cash checks and you cancel them

You make calls but there ain’t nobody answering

I want a smart girl who gives brains like it’s charity

Every night a Friday night, me and Lyla Garrity

On another level, ain’t nobody that compare to me

These bches going dumb, trying to marry me

– Chorus – 2x

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for loving you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb for trusting you

I feel dumb, dumb, dumb when I’m done with you

Cause ain’t no one, one, one that can fk with you