[Intro]
Yeah, welcome
I call this one LeeAnn's Son, ya dig?
Woop!
Oh, oh there it is, there it is though
Hangover Gang I see you
[Verse 1]
Hello, I am Thomas, I'm LeeAnn's son
I used to have a broken heart and now I do not have one
I'm happy now, I'm tatted on the head
I got more weed, I'm wipin' lipstick off my dick and shakin' glitter off my sheets, I been livin' bruh
Bunch of pretty women bruh
Everything is different bruh
I came off that heartbreak shit a little fuckin' bit ago
My image is gettin' shaken up, relationships are breaking down
No longer trying to make it up to people who are not around
Underneath all of the bullshit I'm the same motherfucker that I was before
Real long hair, still don't care, feel free to suck my dick and balls
I'm no longer worried about the shit that I'm hearing
I'll be skatin' in Hollywood and I just toured Europe
My taste is gettin' expensive and I ain't sweatin' it barely
I get my red wine from Venice, import my champagne from Paris
I gotta shout to the people who really are not my people
You gon' hate it, we'll make it, you'll tell yourselves that we're evil
I'm in the middle of the club with my cups stacked high
Couple shorties in my face but I close my eyes
Probably gonna be mad that I am over making sappy songs
If anyone is wondering, I'm happy now, thanks a lot
Yeah, welcome
I call this one LeeAnn's Son, ya dig?
Woop!
Oh, oh there it is, there it is though
Hangover Gang I see you
[Verse 1]
Hello, I am Thomas, I'm LeeAnn's son
I used to have a broken heart and now I do not have one
I'm happy now, I'm tatted on the head
I got more weed, I'm wipin' lipstick off my dick and shakin' glitter off my sheets, I been livin' bruh
Bunch of pretty women bruh
Everything is different bruh
I came off that heartbreak shit a little fuckin' bit ago
My image is gettin' shaken up, relationships are breaking down
No longer trying to make it up to people who are not around
Underneath all of the bullshit I'm the same motherfucker that I was before
Real long hair, still don't care, feel free to suck my dick and balls
I'm no longer worried about the shit that I'm hearing
I'll be skatin' in Hollywood and I just toured Europe
My taste is gettin' expensive and I ain't sweatin' it barely
I get my red wine from Venice, import my champagne from Paris
I gotta shout to the people who really are not my people
You gon' hate it, we'll make it, you'll tell yourselves that we're evil
I'm in the middle of the club with my cups stacked high
Couple shorties in my face but I close my eyes
Probably gonna be mad that I am over making sappy songs
If anyone is wondering, I'm happy now, thanks a lot
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