| Yeah, ouh, mhm
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| Yeah, yeah
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, ayy, ayy
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, yeah
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| People with a brain see straight and right through ya (okay, okay, okay)
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| Now pause—
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| First things first, where’s the fucking applause?
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| Yeah, ayy, misfits watched us, popped up, make them drop their own jaws
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| Yeah, ayy, not givin' fucks makes it all feel so subtle and soft
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| Yeah, watchin' homies go off, that’s how we roll
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| Guess who got the whole crowd bouncin' like the Gummy Bear Gang (who?)
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| And the clone mob salty, 'cause we’re runnin' their game (who?)
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| Got their own damn country tryin' to vanish their names (who?)
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| And they just got motherfuckin' started (we!)
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| Got the whole crowd bouncing like the Gummy Bear Gang
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| And the clone mob salty, 'cause we’re runnin' their game
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| Our own damn country tries to vanish our names
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| And we just got motherfuckin' started (yeah)
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| Fuck a scene, I stay true to me, ashes cup of weed
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| Bashing through the shield, that’s the loop that repeats for them
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| to me, pack of wolves with me
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| Ready to release, all the energy needs to bang
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| Self-fuckin'-made, you fucks should be ashamed
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| If you really, really, really wanna hate on this
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| Self-fuckin'-made, no third party got paid to create
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| Now come tell me, what have you done, bitch?
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, ayy, ayy
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, ayy
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| People with a brain see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, ayy, ayy
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| We see straight and right through ya, ayy
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| We see straight and right through ya
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| You can’t hide your insecurity behind your fucking Gucci tee
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| People with a brain see straight and right through ya
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| All eyes on us (we know, they know), all eyes on us
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| But those fuckers won’t admit it, homie, they pretend it
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| But we live it and we scare 'em, so they act like we are not even existin'
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| But in every backstage of every damn festival
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| Sheeps keep starin' like we’re extraterrestrial
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| 'Cause in that flock, everything has to be casual
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| They can’t believe that the swagger is natural
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| And they concentrate on compensating
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| We focused on overtakin' our older versions
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| To grow as a person, too busy to stroll in a circle
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| Man, if light appears, you see them always closin' their curtains
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| So damn (oh, damn), killing beats is our bread and butter
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| Oh, we still nice guys, though, your mother would love us
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| Yeah, we civilized savage beasts, nothing can stop us
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| If we’d channel all the power, then we haven’t let it out
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| And then we’d bang, bang, bang
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| If we’d channel all the power, then we haven’t let it out
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| And then we’d bang, bang, bang
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| If we’d channel all the power, then we haven’t let it out
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| And then we’d bang, bang, bang
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| If we’d channel all the power, then we haven’t let it out
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| And then we’d bang, bang, bang
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| If we’d channel all the power, then we haven’t let it out
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| And then we’d boom
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| Mhm, ey, I’m swaggin' in my vegan shoes (mhm)
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| Painted by myself, I’m feeling cool (mhm)
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| Always nice, never being rude
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| 'Cause it doesn’t look good on me, I’m a sweet-ass dude (yeah)
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| Feelin' swaggy in my vegan shoes (mhm)
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| I’m a hot boy, but I keep it cool (mhm)
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| You ain’t even in my field of view
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| We see straight and right through you |