Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song High Beams, artist - Flume. Album song Hi This Is Flume, in the genre
Date of issue: 21.03.2019
Record label: Future Classic
Song language: English
High Beams |
We’ll lift when I flip the clutch |
Days when I wasted a lot |
Some days I was waste like plums |
That ain’t been ate for months |
Months in this place of glum |
Food that I ate hit my tum |
Can’t settle fairytale skin pebbles, raised in slum |
Somehow I gotta make me some, I ain’t tryna stay at mum’s |
Mum said don’t play with guns, banging and playing on drums |
Slanging it under no thumb, make me draw from my fund |
Putting on pie and eating in crumbs |
Get rich, then you die, don’t mean that much |
Could be anyone that wouldn’t be me |
Believing everyone except for me |
All I need is TLC, block it out with THC |
You would know if you seen what I seen |
Ain’t smooth like Maybelline |
Count me out like one, two, three |
Poof, I’m gone, say my move was strong |
Bite it between my teeth |
Said I’m moving along, do you know where I’ve been? |
Back and forth to Timbuktu, still, I come through like Mr. Sheen |
Dealing with Charlie Sheens, sad times, can you play the strings? |
No cut, no seam, looks could kill and I’ve got high beams |
Out of touch, off my line |
They got laws but I can’t comply |
Out of luck, must be blind |
Been blessed so much 'til I question my existence |
Without a pot to piss in, distant |
Travel distance, I am Mr. Kiddlin |
Can’t contain my position |
No optimism, say I’m optimistic |
Narcissistic, hard to sit with |
Middle part and split the difference |
Me, treat me to exorcism |
Bad decision, pessimistic |
Conflict about fit description |
Misunderstanding don’t know what I’m planning |
Paint a different picture |
Need a safe line and life in the caption |
Why you live for Insta? |