Cinderella

But you cross your arms Over your new t-shirt Pastel eyes Looking down at your sneakers Lilac hair Twirled around in your fingers I'm dropped calls With the way I can't reach her Fights end quick Like a left-hook knockout Promise you the world And I'm never gonna cop out Buying you whatever In a mall you wanna cop now Hands up in the air When we riding with the top down Cause she don't wanna hang Unless the roofs been missing Stars in the ceiling Yeah, she likes the glisten Pretty white toes In a shoe she fits in Cinderella princess I'm her prince and Her Prada bag lays By the seat she sits in Got a big dream Been on a mission But she's not Mormon And she's not boring Only believes in the things she wishes I'm her star And I'm boutta go far Imma buy her nice clothes And a bright pink car Imma take her to the sky I know she loves to get high Yeah we smoke bright green Can't believe she's mine And I been all yours No discourse You want that home Let's make it yours I'll be right there Won't go nowhere I'll stand by you I'll play real fair But you cross your arms Over your new t-shirt Pastel eyes Looking down at your sneakers Lilac hair Twirled around in your fingers I'm dropped calls With the way I can't reach her Fights end quick Like a left-hook knockout Promise you the world And I'm never gonna cop out Buying you whatever In a mall you wanna cop now Hands up in the air When we riding with the top down Cause she don't wanna hang Unless the roofs been missing