
Midnight Lacquer π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯
bighomietahΒ· 2:35 Β· 10 plays Β· v3-preview
- hip hop
- hip-hop/rap
- 2010s
- strings
- electric piano
- drums (drum set)
- drum and bass
- breakbeat
- hardcore
- r&b/soul
Lyrics
Intro
Take the long way
Mm-hmm
Yeah
Verse 1
Fresh wax on the hood like a mirror with legs
Her bracelet cold against my wrist when she begs to stay
Downtown towers lean in like they know my name
I paid for the view twice just to keep it the same
Uncle ran a barber shop cutting heads on credit
Now the marble in my hallway bears his face if you squint it
Older brother taught me silence is the loudest kind of bragging
So I let the engine answer when the valets start asking
Hook
Midnight paint black as lacquer on a loaded sedan
Her laugh taste like trouble and I'm a patient man
From the corner to the tower I keep receipts in my palm
She said move it slow
I said that's the calm
Verse 2
Cold chrome chandelier swinging over the valet
Snakes wear cologne now and call it class when they betray
Tuxedo fitted tailors know my shoulders by heart
But the boy from the corner store still flinches at the dark
Handshake soft as butter with a razor inside
Watch who pours your glass and watch who's counting the ice
Your whole throne's a rental and the lease is coming due
Crowns dissolve in the fountain right in front of you
She asked do you ever sleep
I loosened up the cuff
Let the low end do the talking while the skyline moves enough
Green light on her collarbone a little gold in her stare
Soon as the light changed we dissolved into the air
Hook
Midnight paint black as lacquer on a loaded sedan
Her laugh taste like trouble and I'm a patient man
From the corner to the tower I keep receipts in my palm
She said move it slow
I said that's the calm
Breakdown
Bass walking slow like it owns the whole street
Her heel keeping rhythm on the passenger seat
Park it by the river let the skyline sink
Turn the whole city off and just pour us a drink
Final Hook
Midnight paint black as lacquer on a loaded sedan
Her laugh taste like trouble and I'm a patient man
From the corner to the tower I keep receipts in my palm
She said move it slow
I said that's the calm
Outro
She turned the radio up
I thought she was turning it off
She wasn't
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