NoCap and Rylo Rodriguez - Greece Or Sweden

(Ayy, bro, is that Jambo?)

No more sorries, something you just can't afford
Really, I need, I need something that is yours
I know this love thing really don't come with awards
Put you on airplanes, nothin' else to do when you get bored, oh, oh
Know you from overseas, but, girl, receive the way I'm brought up
Take me back to Greece or back to Sweden if I get caught up
I still wake up from dreams, I seen my nigga on a stretcher
I get high as I can to hide the real feelings I shelter

Runnin' so fast
I end up havin' to hold myself
Then I go and get faded
Reminiscin' 'bout the times
When you was claimin' you got me
(Keep it steppin' like I knew that tone)

It's the same women, we just in a different city
I bought my first Rollie, it felt like a Richard Mille (Richard Mille)
And later on, I found out I was bad at healin'

I caught you peekin' through the blinds
You trippin', what's with all the sunshines?
But I see through you, you be movin' transparent
Just like Magic Johnson
That lipo got you lookin' so fye
Girl, you don't even act like yourself no more
And, bae, he ain't even your type
Do you think that I'm hatin'?
You syringe your lips, they look amazin'
You always rockin' beads around your waistband
Keep talkin' about me fuckin' somebody that you follow on the app
In real life, you ain't even they friend
Better text your ex that caught you cheatin' and put his hands on you
So when he hit you, you gave him a pass
Said it was your fault he fought you
But he stabbed you back, make sure your knife clean, it'll dawn on you
When you outside talkin', he try to take the purses back he bought you
Bae, I ain't no interior decorator, I don't do no pillow talkin'
You had got my name tatted, it been a year we ain't been talkin'
Got somebody new, he expectin' you to get that lasered off you
You still ain't got it covered up yet

No more sorries, something you just can't afford
Really, I need, I need something that is yours
I know this love thing really don't come with awards
Put you on airplanes, nothin' else to do when you get bored, oh, oh
Know you from overseas, but, girl, receive the way I'm brought up
Take me back to Greece or back to Sweden if I get caught up
I still wake up from dreams, I seen my nigga on a stretcher
I get high as I can to hide the real feelings I shelter

Runnin' so fast
I end up havin' to hold myself
Then I go and get faded
Reminiscin' 'bout the times
When you was claimin' you got me
(Keep it steppin' like I knew that tone)

Written by:
Kobe Crawford, Rasmus Kjaer, Raul Bermejo, Ryan Adams

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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