Harmattan Lyrics

He's just a Boca boy partying in the Hampton's

Lying in the sun, playing with his toy

He wants to die, he's tried a couple times

He wonders why God keeps him alive

Slicked back, nothing on, just bare

Bright blue skies

Tells me pretty lies

He loves it

He craves it

It's all he's ever known

Tells me I'm his favorite thing he owns

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?

My father always said I was a helpless soul

Always try'n to send me away

He's rough with me

He loves me

Right to his dying breath

Slicked back, nothing on, just bare

Bright blue skies

Tells me pretty lies

He loves it

He craves it

It's all he's ever known

Tells me I'm his favorite thing he owns

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?

Cutting lines on granite countertops, on the west side

Come on baby let's get high, high, high

Mr. Presidential, super influential, beating like a harmattan

Don't you know?