[Verse 1]
He bought a Rolls Royce, 1988
He's all over the place
I just want him to say it back
And say it to my face
He takes me for a ride
It's cocaine white inside
It's 99 degrees, the leather's sticking to my thighs

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I know I do not love him
Fuck I think I love him
When I'm touching myself
Swear to God I'm thinking of him
And I come too easy
This is so completely
Unlike anything I've ever felt

[Chorus]
Is this real life, life, life?
Is this real life, life, life?
Is this real life?
Cause you're god like
Sipping on some juice, with a little Bombay
Showing off that ice
Is this real life?
Cause you're god like, yeah
Sitting on that hood
Showing off his whip while he's wearing all white