| Glasses on
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| My hoodie’s right
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| Break the door
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| Gimme side-eyes
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| Are you feeling yours
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| Cause i’m feeling mine
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| It’s like back to the future
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| Got my own time
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| You sniffin' dope
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| To feel right
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| Got my own high
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| Don’t need no lines
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| Sneaky bitches never ever
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| Acted so nice
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| Hmm alright (you're on fire)
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| You can’t tell me nothing
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| Come back when you got somethin' to say
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| Just put the volume bumping
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| Take a seat in the back, yeah
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| You can’t tell me nothing
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| Come back when you got somethin' to say
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| Just put the volume bumping
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| Take a seat in the back, yeah
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| Oh right
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| Hot damn
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| Not worrying bout sh-
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| Man’s got plan
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| It’s not really bout the dough
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| Got a timeframe
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| Matter a fact, 'bout to blow up
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| Your hall of fame
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| So good
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| Hell i’m all fine
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| Got a sweet lil (ooh)
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| And it’s all mine
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| My shoe games sh-
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| Class high
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| Hear all the time (you're on fire)
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| You can’t tell me nothing
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| Come back when you got somethin' to say
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| Just put the volume bumping
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| Take a seat in the back, yeah
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| I’mma go get 'em
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| No time looking back
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| Everday gotta do better
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| I’mma go get 'em
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| Blow the roof off
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| For everyone to see
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| Now go tell 'em
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| 'bout to touch the sky
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| No helmet
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| Propelling myself
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| Up top, no weapons
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| On my own sh-
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| I stopped caring
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| Cause they keep telling me (you're on fire)
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| You can’t tell me nothing
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| Come back when you got somethin' to say
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| Just put the volume bumping
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| Take a seat in the back, yeah
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| You can’t tell me nothing
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| Come back when you got somethin' to say
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| Just put the volume bumping
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| Take a seat in the back, yeah |