Letra de 'Neon' de Sewerperson

Look at me and look at him
Hold up, let me let you look again
I got money, I pay double rent
I got money, I could buy his friends

I got sharks on my hood, camouflage hoodie, yeah
Put up on my top and now I feel like Boogie, yeah
Shawty back up on me, I know she a goodie, yeah
She gon' suck me up and swallow up the nuddy, yeah
Hellcat challenger, I'm like a criminal
Top floor condo, but the design is minimal
I got fleece, these Versace sheets on my body, yeah
Eating Nobu futomaki, drinking hot sake, yeah

If I swap the Ghost, it's for the Maserati, yeah
Off-White, off side diamonds on hockey, yeah
I can't even stand and we just in the lobby, yeah
If I take him out, I'm goin' kamikaze, okay
When I eat her out, it's like she rubbin' in some Olay
Red October shoes, you see my fit and be like olé
Said she got a man, but she wan' see me, I'm like okay
Every second week I get a trim, I get a bald fade
Murakami hoodie, yeah, my flower got a happy face
Midori in my cup, I think my vodka got a sour taste
I just ash my blunt onto my Jordans, on the white lace
Quads inside my blunt, my cotton mouth give me a white paste

Baby can you feel me now
Every time I dress, I'm finna make you turn around
Every time you hear my songs, I see you furl the brow
Just cause I been good, don't mean you gotta bring me down
Just cause I been good, don't mean I hate you right now
I been on my grind and got some cake for right now
I been on my shit and I just need to play shows
I been off the drugs and I just need to slow down

I got sharks on my hood, camouflage hoodie, yeah
Put up on my top and now I feel like Boogie, yeah
Shawty back up on me, I know she a goodie, yeah
She gon' suck me up and swallow up the nuddy, yeah
Hellcat challenger, I'm like a criminal
Top floor condo, but the design is minimal
I got fleece, these Versace sheets on my body, yeah
Eating nobu futomaki, drinking hot sake, yeah

I thought you would call, but alright I'm still surprised
CC bag, Fendi right above the thighs
10 racks on me, but it's not no suit and tie
My foams a bit reflective, so there's nowhere I can hide, yeah
Shit I used to sit and think about when I would die
Now I'm nervous in the whip, because my doors are suicide, yeah
You know my tag is real, so you don't gotta scrutinize
My whip is low, but you can see the stars when you inside baby
Honest, I don't know the first thing about cars, baby
But with the power in this shit well we could drive it all night, baby
I see you in GA, why don't you feel the spotlight, baby
I can't even stroke because your shit is too tight, baby

I got sharks on my hood, camouflage hoodie, yeah
Put up on my top and now I feel like Boogie, yeah
Shawty back up on me, I know she a goodie, yeah
She gon' suck me up and swallow up the nuddy, yeah
Hellcat challenger, I'm like a criminal
Top floor condo, but the design is minimal
I got fleece, these Versace sheets on my body, yeah
Eating Nobu futomaki, drinking hot sake, yeah