Marble Phone lyrics

[Verse 1: Yung Lean]
Flexing, flexing, Lean, flexing like a rubber band
I be ballin', I be ballin', all this money in my hand
Alcohol in everything, Sad Boys at the top, man
G-T-B-S-B, Sad Boys leave your body with the others man
Leave 'em in the Netherland, Polo, Polo robes
See me, see me in that Rolls Royce
I've been counting all this money with my team, Sad Boys Worldwide Entertainment
We go harder, name any lame rapper, Lean, I'm much smarter
See me flying out, you living large, I'm living larger
I love this life, this ain't no departure
Sweden's cold, but I'm hotter
I've been out there working, I'ma, I'ma work harder
North Face bucket hat, hunna, hunnas in my armor
So many plants, Lean, Lean could be a gardener
They wish death upon me and my partners
I've been, I've been, I've been working, I'ma work harder
Rose on plants, make me train sharper
17 year olds, I'm getting farther
Getting farther, 'cause it's me and Kreayshawn
Yung Lean, b*tch, I run the game
Tie you up and let the words run through your brain

[Verse 2: Kreayshawn]
Kreayshawn, Kreayshawn
When you coming back? Man, you must've fell off
I was never on
Tell my friends who think I'm famous, no, they're wrong
I'm feeling sad, the label left me 'cause I'm a mom
Now I've got a future, but I'm still looking for where I belong
I cry my ass off every night, but it's all inside
I hold my fist up and I shake it to them cloudy skies
Why me? Why me? Why am I so fly?
All this pressure to be cool makes me a sad guy (Sad guy, sad guy)
[Verse 3: Yung Lean]
Riding f*cking dirtbikes in this, in the street
Sweden wanna get rid of me, I've been popping Ritalin
See me up on everything
Sad Boys style, good as f*ck
I don't need no education, just a basement and some bud
Louis duffle bags, duffle, duffle bags in my trunk
See me in the f*cking club, at the back, blowing doves
Sad Boys is my team and no, you cannot join
Flipping my chances of life and death, like flipping the coin, ripping your groin
Kicking these songs, emotional boys for life
[?], sus the phones, telephone, Gatorade in the styrofoam
Demons inside me, that is so wrong
Ghost on my life, wish I could take the time back
Wake up and she's gone, with filthy chains, ice in my veins
I'm Miyazaki when it rains, woke up and felt no pain
I'm happy with my friends, just wanna remain the same
Catch me sipping champagne, too futuristic for all you lames
Inhumane, think I give a f*ck what other people say?
Got my team with me, you should, you should turn the other way
Don't talk to me 'cause you know I don't talk much
Rolling up a Dutch, I [?] don't touch
When the moon shines, I don't close my eyes