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- Kyan Palmer Antisocial Socialites 歌词
- Kyan Palmer
- Just another weekend
We do it the same every time They're not even my friends It's taking a toll on my mind Sometimes I don't feel all that Sometimes I don't feel like dancing Sometimes I just feel I like keeping it cool Keeping it low key Let's stay here at home And pour up alone The club ain't going nowhere I bought some bottles to share Everyone wants us to go But tonight we'll say no The club ain't going nowhere No more going out Let's keep the party private Antisocial socialites No one else allowed Let's keep the party private Antisocial Socialites No I don't wanna be dim But damnit the lights are too harsh Don't need another new friend So I'm staying clear of the bars Sometimes I just feel like that Sometimes I don't feel like Dancing Sometimes I just feel I like keeping it cool Keeping it low key Let's stay here at home And pour up alone The club ain't going nowhere I bought some bottles to share Everyone wants us to go But tonight we'll say no The club ain't going nowhere No more going out Let's keep the party private Antisocial socialites No one else allowed Let's keep the party private Antisocial socialites I need that Secret life You need an invite Antisocial socialites I like those Blurry nights And bloodshot eyes Antisocial socialites I notice you don't talk that much But I'm just tryna see what's up The way I'm living I don't need no luck She don't know me I be lowkey in the cut So what we being patient for If your mans outside make him wait some more Less love then the hate of course And my heart when she left I don't feel no more And she gone pull up when I want Said park the whip in the front We ain't spend time in a month I put two grams in a blunt And we flex on the gram we don't stunt I know shawty plotting on me I got everything that she need But we gotta keep it lowkey No more going out Let's keep the party private Antisocial socialites No one else allowed Let's keep the party private Antisocial socialites I need that Secret life You need an invite Antisocial socialites I like those Blurry nights And bloodshot eyes Antisocial socialites
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