Lyrics
Oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma
No diploma but I pay a tuition
No better lesson than living
They say you get what you giving
Did not have to fake it to get it
I'm friends with the chef, when we go to eat, the table is set in the kitchen
I know what you want, I got it from here, you don't got to make a decision
Put you in the middle of a movie, action, cameras
Ain't no tellin' what we gonna do next, it's groovy passion dancin'
Got space in the crib for you, baby, it's roomy, this not average
Broke down for the days that you need new Louie Vuitton baggage
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma
They said fake it 'til you make it, I went and made it instead
I really did it myself, was easier than making a friend
Know if I touch it, it's hot, like I got a hundred degrees
You know if I singing this right, like I was under the sea
Lil' seasoning, lil' Old Bay
Want the real thing, no role play
Dodge a red flag like olé
Hopped in full like real fake
Things been good like the good old days
My eyes on you, I don't look both ways
Say "I love you". Oh. You don't say
Je t'aime. Parlez-vous français ?
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah-ah, ah-ah
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma
No diploma but I pay a tuition
No better lesson than living
They say you get what you giving
Did not have to fake it to get it
I'm friends with the chef, when we go to eat, the table is set in the kitchen
I know what you want, I got it from here, you don't got to make a decision
Put you in the middle of a movie, action, cameras
Ain't no tellin' what we gonna do next, it's groovy passion dancin'
Got space in the crib for you, baby, it's roomy, this not average
Broke down for the days that you need new Louie Vuitton baggage
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma
They said fake it 'til you make it, I went and made it instead
I really did it myself, was easier than making a friend
Know if I touch it, it's hot, like I got a hundred degrees
You know if I singing this right, like I was under the sea
Lil' seasoning, lil' Old Bay
Want the real thing, no role play
Dodge a red flag like olé
Hopped in full like real fake
Things been good like the good old days
My eyes on you, I don't look both ways
Say "I love you". Oh. You don't say
Je t'aime. Parlez-vous français ?
Okay, the beat hot like it's Arizona
Don't mind my persona, I still got my diploma
If it's fourth and five, run 'em over
Can't do mediocre, that be way below us
If I die, at least I know I tried (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, even if we sleepin' on the sofa
Don't need no promoters, I still got my diploma