Suit Songtext
von Nic D

(One Hunnid Graham)
Everywhere we go
My girl keep a Glock in her purse, yeah
Yeah, she don′t think that she'll need it
But she′s prepared for the worse

I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly


I don′t always explain how I feel
I′m either numb or I'm broken
Sometimes I debate
On what′s real and what's hopeless
Baby, I feel great
I slept with one eye open again
And now I′m running
Everywhere we go
I'm not extra, I′m an introvert
If I pretend I don't feel it
Then there's no way it could hurt

I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I′m too fly, yeah
I think I′m too fly


Everywhere we go
Hot damn, understand, patience is a virtue, baby
Uncle Sam, he a fan
Unload some your burdens baby
Bada bing, bada bam
I feel universal no longer
No longer alone
I'm still thinking about how no one can stop me
I′m still seventh round bop bop rocky
Money stand five foot tall like a jockey
Wow picture me, I need a ladder and a top seat
Sorry bout it baby, all my goals a little lofty
Don't you want a crib and a car key?
Baby little bossy
But you know I get it
Getting money is a hobby
Think it′s about time

I put on a suit
Houston, we have a problem
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I′m too fly