I get real when I wanna
Pretty like Madonna
Why you gotta rain on my parade?
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
I get real when I wanna
Pretty like Madonna
Why you gotta rain on my parade?
Blazing trees in a Honda
Bitch, I'm Willy Wonka
'Cause I give them bitches all the sugar when I wanna
I get real when I wanna
Pretty like Madonna
Why you gotta rain on my parade?
Blazing trees in a Honda
Bitch, I'm Willy Wonka
'Cause I give them bitches all the sugar when I wanna
Folding my scars
Rolling the blunt like the R
What is my remedy? Yuh
Medicines tempting me, yuh
Measuring cold with my feet
Shit is a minus degree
Watching my conscience here bleed
My life is filled with deceit, yeah
Mario shrooms got me feeling like Judah, hmm
I never learn from mistakes, need a tutor, hmm
I get aligned with her curvеs like a ruler, hmm
So many thoughts and I can't wait to mute thеm, ay
Ay, feeling random, 'cause everything has been changing way too fucking quick
Yesterday I was just a kid, but now that is over in just a blink
Shit is hard to take in, but if I don't, I'ma stop and forget to live
I get real when I wanna
Pretty like Madonna
Why you gotta rain on my parade?
Blazing trees in a Honda
Bitch, I'm Willy Wonka
'Cause I give them bitches all the sugar when I wanna
I get real when I wanna
Pretty like Madonna
Why you gotta rain on my parade?
Blazing trees in a Honda
Bitch, I'm Willy Wonka
'Cause I give them bitches all the sugar when I wanna
Stay up, I can't even help but stay up
I can't even help but stay up, I can't even help but stay up
Stay up, I can't even help but stay up
I can't even help but stay up, I can't even help but stay up
