| I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
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| You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
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| Worried 'bout those comments
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| I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
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| I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
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| Throw that to the side, yeah
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| I get those goosebumps every time, yeah yeah
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| You’re not around, yeah
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| Throw it to the sid, yeah
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| I get those goosbumps every time, yeah
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| Through the 2−8-1, yeah, I’m ridin', why they on me?
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| Why they on me? |
| I’m flyin', sippin' low-key
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| I’m sippin' low-key in Onyx, rider, rider
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| When I’m pullin' up right beside ya
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| Pop star, lil' Mariah
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| When I text a cute game, wildness
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| Throw a stack on the Bible
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| Never Snapchat or took molly
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| She fall through plenty, her and all her ginnies
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| We at the top floor, right there off Doheny
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| Hmmm
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| I get those goosebumps every time, yeah, you come around, yeah
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| You ease my mind, you make everything feel fine
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| Worried 'bout those comments
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| I’m way too numb, yeah, it’s way too dumb, yeah
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| I get those goosebumps every time, I need the Heimlich
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| Throw that to the side, yeah
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| I get those goosebumps every time, yeah yeah
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| You’re not around, yeah
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| Throw it to the side, yeah |