Stare

(album: Beach House 3 - 2017)

[Pharrell:]
Seeing things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right there
I know you ain't just gon' stare
Being things you never imagined
The possibility's up in the air
I know you ain't just gon' stare

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Saint Laurent my denim
Reckless how I'm living
Brand new diamond chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Day-Date 4-0
I might take your hoe
When I walk through the door
There he go, there he go

911, I bust 'em
My bitch just got the custom
Foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign
We on Crenshaw soaring
New McLaren or DeLorean
Move around and go for it
She be on all fours
You know I be all for it
Just got through signing a deal, uh
Just got through popping the seal, ayy
She on the hunt for a thrill, uh
She know that that's something I can give
Dolla don't want no mo' kids, uh
Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah
Dolla don't want no mo' friends
Dolla just want some more ends, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt in a Benz, uh
Skeet, skeet on her friends, uh
I got nines, I got tens, uh
I just hit some new twins
Just passed on a lick
Still got Act' in the fridge
Ran it up on the wrist
See you looking and shit

[Pharrell:]
Seeing things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right there
I know you ain't just gon' stare
Being things you never imagined
The possibility's up in the air
I know you ain't just gon' stare

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
Saint Laurent my denim
Reckless how I'm living
Brand new diamond chain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Day day 4-0
I might take your hoe
When I walk through the door
There he go, there he go

They got emotions through semen
Your thot is sucking, you creaming
'Cause Dolla hitting it, getting it
Get ya outta here, he hitting it
Moves all business, baby
I got everything but limits lately
I just dabbled in some real estate
24K on my dinner plate
Yeah, that's all gold everything
Money over everything
Be your best friend, be your zaddy, girl
Yeah, I could be your everything
Get you anything but a wedding ring
Pull up in that Medellin
That's coke white and that's Off-White
Guess the supermodels only fuck twice
And if you act right, you could get that Act' right
If I fuck you at my crib, then girl, you got that pata
Ay, I'm not them, I'm that guy
Spaceships, I'm that high
Superfly, yeah, I'm that fly
So, understand why...pshh

[Pharrell:]
Seeing things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right there
I know you ain't just gon' stare
Being things you never imagined
The possibility's up in the air
I know you ain't just gon' stare

[Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign:]
Keep going through your phone
Keep stacking up your dough (woo, woo)
Keep balling, let the money grow
Kush smell like venom
Keep a eye on the snakes, though
Keep a watch full of icicles
Lot of hoes, we don't like niggas
All of the shit that I been through, I can't even explain
Smoking O's to the brain
Gang, gang, gang, gang
On the plane with my bad bitch
Come to flavors, I got variants
Too much luggage, I can't carry it
Lot of money, I might marry it
We ain't staying at the Marriott
Presidential, that's my residential
Need someone to clean the panties up
Smoking weed soon as your man get up
She with me 'cause she a fan of us
Young Khalifa on the cannabis
And no, I can't say that I blame her (uh)
I'm putting KK in the paper (yeah)
I'm copping a crib with no neighbors (ooh)
I'm taking them pics with my haters (wow)
Don't need you to do me no favors
I be on point like a laser (ooh)
Don't think I'm sweet 'cause I'm famous (no)
My niggas cocking and aiming (damn, wow, bang, brrow)

[Pharrell:]
Seeing things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right there
I know you ain't just gon' stare
Being things you never imagined
The possibility's up in the air
I know you ain't just gon' stare