The Chills

[Intro: Fin Rich]
Initiating Music...

[Verse 1: paypay]
The time is up
And I'm ready to go
Why do they keep playing this song
She's missing damn every note (Like every note)
I've been to LA, Miami
In the space of two weeks
I'm overloading all my senses
With these valleys and peaks
I don't know If I need a cocktail
Or a spot in the sun
I didn't notice I was screaming
I was only having fun
We're getting friendly with the DJ
But we have a man
Left a voicemail on his house-phone
But he hasn't hit me back

[Chorus: paypay]
I get chills over me, that nobody can see
When you're here, when you're gone
My heat is all the way on
Let them talk, let them fight
Can't decide, my design
Sometimes I think we're living
Just for the night
But I get chills all the time
I get the, I get the

[Verse 2: paypay]
I wanna see all there is see
I got fresh expensive taste
Want the manufactured face
Lunch in the hills, nose jobs in Turkey
Dressed in Balmain, then jet to Paris
Its got everything you want (In LA)
Your future's brighter than the sun (In LA)
You gotta push it to the limit (In LA)
Don't take no from no one
Whether you're layin' on the beach
Or in a Lambo driver seat
Your future's in your hands
That's never too late to see

[Chorus: paypay]
I get chills over me, that nobody can see
When you're here, when you're gone
My heat is all the way on
Let them talk, let them fight
Can't decide, my design
Sometimes I think we're living
Just for the night
But I get chills all the time