Warm Thoughts - Flume (Harley Edward Streten)/Grande Marshall/Goldie Glo

Feel like jacking of the party

Hoes in the apartment

Rest the bones in the closet

Got a body like a goddess

Cradle for a day 'cause of

That she was scar less

Work at agriculture department

From the garden from the garden

Fly mafioso ran through it

The drought was brand new

Trade ocean for water change

Two color charms

Hand stand blueish

Shorty in the passenger

Side singing foolish

Go by the crew ship crew ship

Blinking on the aven boom

Shorty's aroma it's that new sh*t

That's the ride done

Said you don't want

To feel the bass in your stomach

You on 'cause you off sh*t

Early morning fresh

Know you f**king with the best

Can barely see your steps

You just gotta say yes

Alarm clock rings

An empty corridor

Smoke hit the ceiling

Let the ashes hit the floor

Throwing loose ones

In the brown paper bag

I'm burning through funds

'Cause life is such a drag

Throwing loose ones

In the brown paper bag

I'm burning through funds

'Cause life is such a drag

Throwing loose ones

In the brown paper bag

I'm burning through funds

'Cause life is such a drag

Throwing loose ones

In the brown paper bag

I'm burning through funds

'Cause life is such a drag

For all of y'all keepin' young and hell

Just to live life and enjoy yourself

'Cause it's cool

When you f**king with a ni**a let go

It's cool when you

F**king with a ni**a let go

For all of y'all keepin' young and hell

Just to live life and enjoy yourself

'Cause it's cool

When you f**king with a ni**a let go

It's cool when you

F**king with a ni**a let go

Just a young boy out of public housing

They say

I wouldn't make it

Now I'm styling

Man for couldn't stand crystal violence

To fill my

With that rumor made my cookie falling

You had my support

Don't you want to space

They wanna get steps

You must joy

I got a dark past and a bright future

So if you got nothing to do run the room

If you heard I f**k your b**ch

I probably run with you

I swear that thing came out on top

Can't cut right thing

All my niggas looking

Good and they just want

Even got my homie stylin'

While she cursing

My poppas such ill

I rolla wonder who raised me

My younger brother gone now

He fin to have a baby

For now you can call

Me uncle smack a hoe

B**ch look falls you

Want to see a shuffle

For all of y'all

Keepin' young and hell

Just to live life and enjoy yourself

'Cause it's cool

When you f**king with a ni**a let go

It's cool when

You f**king with a ni**a let go

For all of y'all keepin'

Young and hell just to live life and enjoy yourself

'Cause it's cool

When you f**king with a ni**a let go

It's cool

When you f**king with a ni**a let go