(Yeah, right) Cos I never know what to do So I just do what I do You know how I'm hating to lose Lately I'm over the moon No one is promised tomorrow I spend all my euros On fashion and food How do I know what to bet on myself? It's the maximum hitting the boost What's the thread count on my bed When I'm resting my head it's a thousand and 1 Remember the hating, they called me a faker And now they say how is it done? My girl is a 10, I could probably do numbers But lately I'd rather have 1 Real life no oculus I've got my avatar Dripping in comme de garçon Turning them tables round quick New Yorker minute, like I'm on the knicks We used to chip in five-ish for a lift Black racing stripe on a white Honda Civ I never suffered the hating disease I'm with my gay friend he's spilling the tea Gone like a thief with the jewels from the safe Whatever goes wrong I'm just calling it fate Cos I never know what to do So I just do what I do You know how I'm hating to lose Lately I'm over the moon No one is promised tomorrow I spend all my euros on fashion and food How do I know what to bet on myself? It's the maximum hitting the boost What's the headcount on our side? You ain't one of the guys we ain't we ain't letting you in At night when I sleep see the city from high Like I'm god, or I'm up in a blimp My girl look good even when she thinks she doesn't I gotta convince her she does Trip to Chanel for the handbag Cos I'm coming through in the clutch Grape gatorade got it from a night owl Poured sweat and I bled need electrolytes now FaceTime got me sad, get the next flight out We'll be gone thru the summer til the birds fly south In a french chalet, like my name Timothee Give her that D feel it in her obliques Born with the feeling of feeling lonely Wishing me luck but there ain't no need Cos I never know what to do So I just do what I do You know how I'm hating to lose (I'm hating) Lately I'm over the moon No one is promised tomorrow I spend all my euros on fashion and food How do I know what to bet on myself? Every minute I'm hitting the boost Cos no one is promised tomorrow No one is promised tomorrow