G Eazy - No Coasters Feat The Tane Lyrics

You know

She wears a short skirt, white socks and Prada loafers
Restoration hardware, coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes and her baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss

She's out every night in these clubs, clubs, clubs
Gettin' high, doin' drugs, drugs, drugs
Sometimes I really miss what it was, was, was
Can't lie, it really hurts, it really does
Grew apart when I outgrew that life, I knew I had to grow more
It's seven in the morning, but you still doin' coke for
In Mykonos, why you postin' pictures on that boat for it?
For bein' real, we all know what you got flown for, uh
Not tryna cause a full blown war
I mean it's okay if that's what you tryna go for
But I still remember when you told me your dreams
You ain't wanna be 30 plus with nothing to show for
So you back in the city posted a story in a napkin with the rose and borrowed pity
But never in my long legged life have I ever seen a girl as pretty as you

She was a short skirt, white socks with Prada loafers
Restoration hardware, coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes and her baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss

It's been a long time since I was fucking you
Once upon a time I thought I was in love with you
But I heard from a friend that you got some older friends
These days who pay to keep you living comfortable
Hate to think about them touching you
I mean out of curiosity, how much of you?
Scratch that, nevermind
It's really not my business or my place, I ain't judging you
I reminisce sometimes of things I still miss
Like walking in Paris in the rain when we kissed
But you've changed, when did you become this?
Love to you is just a Cartier bracelet on your wrist
Living in a city on a never-ending bender
Mondays at Tao, Tuesdays a little sister
Wednesdays a marquee, Thursdays a Lucy's
That's Tiffany's for breakfast, living out her favorite movie

She wears a short skirt, white socks with Prada loafers
Restoration hardware, coffee table with no coasters
Vogue cigarettes and her baby Kelly
Look in her eyes, I believe everything she tell me
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Tell me lies, tell me lies, till I'm lost
Kiss marks from her Dior lip gloss

Guess that's just my luck
For some reason we ain't lining up
6 a.m., why am I still drunk?
And I think the sun is rising up
Guess that's just my luck
For some reason we ain't lining up
6 a.m., why am I still drunk?
And I think the sun is rising
It's rising up

Baby, that's an $11,000 table
Like, what are you talking about?
That's a Vitolo, get some coasters on it
You know, or don't
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