Arenas Lyrics

Yeah, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay, okay

Do you wanna be my bae

Pop out, yeah, we just gon' wait

Selling out arenas, your girl is a dreamer

I don't know if she is an angel or a demon

I don't know if I should just keep her or leave her

I just wanna count my bands riding in a Beamer

She angelic, but she is kinda a diva

Riding off in a turbocharged Esteemer

These boys slow, so I think I gotta leave her

Blonde, baby, or redhead, I gotta pick one

I've been deep down in my own bag ketchup

Both these bitties tens, but I still gotta pick one

I'm so indecisive, pen and paper, yeah, I write it

I'm just sitting here while rhyming

Look, it still ain't on that timing

Change the topic, switch it up

Got a blunt, roll it up

Lean in a double cup

All six T's put up

Riding in something exotic

Your bitch looking at my body

I know she won't be my shawty

I get her number, then I block it

I don't got time for hoes

I be on my grind for my bros

Just wanna ride in a Rolls

And I be Smokin on doj

And I just caught me some goals

Stay away, don't get close

And I ride with my woes

Standin, all my 10 toes

Number one, make it go

Leave her low as a joke

Selling out arenas, your girl is a dreamer

I don't know if she is an angel or a demon

I don't know if I should just keep her or leave her

I just wanna get my bands, ridin inna beamer