Gucci Slides - Boston Bun, Loryn

Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride

Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night

I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time

It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides

Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride

Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night

I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time

It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides

I didn’t come to let you down

I think it’s better if I don’t

But you ain’t Marvin, this ain’t on

Nah, I don’t need a drink right now

We got a problem with the truth

Down at the basement getting fumed

I tell you I don’t ride with you

You gotta know that

Music’s louder than you loving me, loving me

And in my head it’s 'Good Life' on repeat, on repeat

But ain’t no, ain’t no place I’d rather be, yeah

Rather be

Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride

Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night

I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time

It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides

That song, bring it back to me

This bar, bring it back to me

These stars, bring it back to me, yeah

That song, bring it back to me

This bar, bring it back to me

These stars, bring it back to me

Broken hearts and bottles in your daddy’s ride

Taco Bell on Melrose in your shades at night

I know your type, yeah, you’re just gonna waste my time

It’s way too cold for you to be in Gucci slides