Dress code say, "Cocktail chic"
Like we even know what the hell that means (slowsilver03)
We just don't fit in in places like these
'Cause we're nouveau riche in a two-door Bim'
I used to watch my brother siphon gasoline, uh
Now, we don't need to, we should probably leave, uh
They don't like my ass and I don't like them either
'Cause we're nouveau riche, drop-top Z3
We made something out of nothing, you're nothing like me
Slowsilver03, uh not for the weak, uh
They don't like how I act and I don't like it either, oh no
Y'all ain't never put in work, y'all ain't never put in work and it shows
Y'all was hoping for the best, I was preparin' for the worst, yeah, I know
That y'all made something out of something, I made something out of nothing, on bro
Y'all made something out of something, I made something out of nothing, on—
And that's on me
I got people that I love from the mountains to the keys, double S-03
The whole room go quiet when my brother start to reach, and he reaching
Dress code black tie, and the valet outside, what the fuck is that even?
Things they say when they think you're one of them, you just won't believe it
I don't even need it
'Cause we're nouveau riche in a two-door Bim'
I used to watch my brother siphon gasoline, uh
Now, we don't need to, we should probably leave, uh
But they don't like my ass and I don't like them either
'Cause we're nouveau riche, drop-top Z3
We made something out of nothing, you're nothing like me
Slowsilver03, uh not for the weak, uh
They don't like how I act and I don't like it either, oh no (slowsilver03)
Y'all ain't never put in work, y'all ain't never put in work and it shows
Y'all was hoping for the best, I was preparin' for the worst, yeah, I know
That y'all made something out of something, I made something out of nothing, on bro
Y'all made something out of something, I made something out of nothing, on
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