Z-Burg - Baby Come With Me

Yeah
Duffel bags yeah
Stuffed in the trunk what
It ain't full of money full of clothes I'm a chump yeah
Shorty dropping ass back like I'm at the dump
Like I want you to

The more you look at me
I feel ecstasy
I'm flying across the sea
Baby come with me

Didn't know that no
You were independent so show that yeah
In the Lakers jersey that's throwback
Dress four stacks
Should've seen the ass
Could've seen it on a map

We're all around the world
Cash thrown in swirls
You are the perfect girl
Take me for a whirl

Yeah
I'm just trying to do
Everything there is
But only with you

Yeah
Dress on dress off
I just want to see it all
Pull out Pixel 6 Pro
Baby let me make a call
Got our fucking visas
Flying to Ibiza
To live life this good baby yeah I need you

The more you look at me
I feel ecstasy
I'm flying across the sea
Baby come with me

Written by:
Zachary Burgett

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