Fuck The World (Summer In London) - Lost Kids, Brent Faiyaz, DJ Candlestick

Wanna

Fuck the world, I’m a walking erection

Spend without a thought, we do it reckless

Your nigga caught us texting

You said, «Baby don’t be mad, you know how Brent is!»

Don’t open your mouth if you ain’t speaking good to me

I ain’t built like him, you fucking with a G

Just cause I fuck you, that don’t mean I trust you, I don’t

You got some high hopes

High hopes, baby

Fuck me crazy and I’ll tell you 'bout me

I was nothing at all

Took a trip to London just to hear how they talk

Back to 410, you should hear how they talk

He might be Mr Track &field but I done ran through em all

Yeah that nigga play D1 but you still watch how we ball

I ain’t never home for long but you pull up when I call

All the hood niggas respect me

Strippers wanna sex me

You bluffed on him

Now he mad because you let me

If it ain’t fucked up, don’t change it

I’d prolly be dead if I was basic

Would you still give me head if I had day shifts?

I work when I want

I do what I want

She get what she want

I call her my wishy one

Wash it off when you top me off you know I be slumped

Wanna

Fuck the world, I’m a walking erection

Spend without a thought, we do it reckless

Your nigga caught us texting

You said, «Baby don’t be mad, you know how Brent is!»

Your nigga caught us texting

You said, «Baby don’t be mad, you know how Brent is!»

Don’t come around, if you ain’t close to me

I ain’t built like them, you gotta work for me

Just cause I haunt you, it don’t mean I want you, I don’t

You got some high hopes

High hopes

Wanna

Fuck the world, I’m a walking erection

Spend without a thought, we do it reckless

Your nigga caught us texting

You said, «Baby don’t be mad, you know how Brent is!»

Your nigga caught us texting

You said, «Baby don’t be mad, you know how Brent is!»