[Azealia Banks:] Break down Let me tell you how I get it up Uh, run the town with my number one Together we the deuce Numbers in pursuit for the loot It's dust from a Sphinx Now we cashing out at Drews On a wave from my new New thing, new thing Oh yeah, who rang? When I'm calling out to you When I'm falling out the coupe Hold me down like a crown You a king, it's supreme on the soup I'mma come clean, I'm addicted to you The kitty get chills when you rolling up Rolling down the highway in new Let me tell truth, I like me some you And if you alright with me, then a bride got a groom
Stuck in the jet wash A bad trip I couldn't get off Maybe I bit off more than I could chew Overhead of the aqua blue Fall to your knees bring on the rapture Blessed be the boys time can't capture On film or between the sheets I always fall from your window to the pitch black street And with the black banners raised As the crooked smiles fade Former heroes who quit too late Who just wanna fill up the trophy case again
And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright
I'm not passive but aggressive Take note, it's not impressive Empty your sadness like you're dumping your purse On my bedroom floor We put your curse in reverse And it's our time now if you want it to be Maul the world like the carnival bear set free And your love is anemic and I can't believe That you couldn't see it coming from me And I still feel that rush in my veins It twists my head a bit to think All those people in those old photographs I've seen are dead
And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright
Sometimes I just want to sit around and gaze at my shoes, yeah And let your dirty sadness fill me up just like a balloon
And in the end I'd do it all again I think you're my best friend Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright I'll be yours When it rains it pours Stay thirsty like before Don't you know that the kids aren't al-, kids aren't alright
Compositores: Peter Wentz, Andrew John Hurley, Patrick Martin Stumph, Joseph Mark Trohman, Azealia Amanda Banks, Kevin James ECAD: Obra #13845852