| Proof up, eye drops
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| Rooftops, medicine
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| Push me, call you
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| A Heroine, a Heroine
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| We pulled up in all white like it was a white party
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| (Defo weren’t a white party no)
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| Make no noise on this side, but they playing Knife Party
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| (Why the fuck they playing that shit?)
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| Good night, we say tonight
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| We need more space, we need more time
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| We say we’re done, then we come back
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| You get naked, I get toe tagged
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| Like Russell Wilson I rushed upstairs with you
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| (Rush yards, rush yards, rush yards, ayy)
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| Five more yards till we get to the bedroom
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| (Five more, five more, five more)
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| No more goodbyes 'cause we’re inside
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| I lock the door, no more invites
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| 'Less it’s your friends, but not those guys
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| Only that bitch 'cause she too fine
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| Undercover operation
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| Will you save me from the mess I made?
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| Down the stairs, silence while I’m pulling on your hair
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| Know you work a day job in the daytime
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| I try talk nice, talk that Ralph Fiennes
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| You talk Shakespeare, I move knee-high
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| Girl, let’s fuck good, girl, let’s get high |