Текст песни Shooting Star - DYL

Shooting Star

I got the Gucci shoes waiting in the Lamborghini
I got the windows tinted when I’m in it you can’t see me
I got a model bitch tip toeing in her red bottoms
I’m just living life I went and made a lot and I
Think it’s time to show your cards
We don’t gotta play these games ay
I know I really got you on my wave feeling that you can’t explain
Baby it won’t wash away baby so be cautious ay baby ay
You
Might wanna stay around forever, ay
It’s not my fault I do it better, ay
I’d rather haver her than to let her, leave
And now you see me but you can’t catch me
So make it easy but you can’t have me
I’m just passing thru your galaxy
A shooting star I’m in your fantasy
I know you get that feeling every single time I
Come shooting thru your galaxy I hope you could fly
I still go super nova when it’s time to get hot
She like the way I do it, well I get that a lot
But I try to be polite so I don’t say that out loud
I’m so sick of being humble no I’m not coming down
I say sorry to my mama but my heads in the clouds
I had to let her go I told her see you around
I feel like sometimes it’d be nice if we could try it again
I got ur number in my phone but we are not even friends
I can’t explain the bullshit reason that I waited til now
If you just give me a chance then I could turn it around
You
Might wanna stay around forever, ay
It’s not my fault I do it better, ay
I’d rather haver her than to let her, leave
And now you see me but you can’t catch me
So make it easy but you can’t have me
I’m just passing thru your galaxy
A shooting star I’m in your fantasy