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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Hill
Cameron Hill
Songwriter

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Let me sip tea
Around a table of three
Blowing trees in the breeze
Keeping stress on e
I let them glean on my sweet personality
I kind of like how they vibe on my frequency
I'm goofy
And really deep like the sea
I really do me
When you see me out in the streets
Got a skirt on
I might fuck around in a weave
Put a smile on
While you're judging my expertise like
I don't understand
And I think you're just mad
Cause you cannot do what I can
With a limp in my hand got
Milk chocolate DNA strands yeah
All tens over here
Across the board over here
Here here
Sipping rootbeer beer
I'm no hustle cultural queer
Gotta keep that lifestyle
In my rearview mirror
Across the board over here
Here here
Sipping rootbeer beer
I'm no hustle cultural queer
Gotta keep that lifestyle
In my rearview mirror
I'm so exacerbated
With these fakes
Smile in my face
When I turn my back
They immediately shade
Like they're getting paid
To throw dirt upon my name
Hit the road jack
I already packed your things yay
You thought I was a blind ass bitch
But that's you
Pull out my wurlitzer
Sing the blues
When did I ever mention
I was better than you
That's your insecurity speaking
But I'm going to lace the shoe oh
What am I going to do next
I don't know
But I'm going to keep on breaking necks
Keep the booty in the chest Everything I do is better
Than it was before
I grew tired keeping score
Across the board over here
Here here
Sipping rootbeer beer
I'm no hustle cultural queer
Gotta keep that lifestyle
In my rearview mirror
Across the board over here
Here here
Sipping rootbeer beer
I'm no hustle cultural queer
Gotta keep that lifestyle
In my rearview mirror
Written by: Cameron Hill
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