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(My gang living) Hit one spark, yeah, we blowing up outta here Tesla in the dark night Was a long year (Yeah yeah yeah) Hit one spark, yeah, we blowing up outta here Tesla in the dark night, yup, was a long year Feels just right when I'm with them, my gang living TVs in the house, but you know, no screen's vivid Watch pirated movies in the Caribbean Chanel black pearls on my neck, got some pressure Really got some pressure See us in our bags, but you know that we been in 'em Now I'm on a roll, like Kirby 64 mission Beach house, I got sand on designer linen I'ma cop a 5G proof chain, I been living In and outta lanes, I'm swerving again, okay You can hear the flames when the song will begin, okay Going through a phase, I'm blowing again, okay You can see the flames, we juiced up again Rain storm in the Caribbean, dollar bills fall Weaving in and out of traffic 'til the wheels fall off I been in and out of meditative states All the money on my chips in a pile That's some high stakes On world tours, like save the date All the money, yeah, I'ma contemplate In the mosh pit I go insane (Open up that mosh pit) Hit one spark, yeah, we blowing up outta here Tesla in the dark night, yup, was a long year Feels just right when I'm with them, my gang living TVs in the house, but you know, no screen's vivid Lamborghini dreams, Interstellar beams Lamborghini sports car, color halloween, yeah Michael Jordan dreams, Kobe and Kareem Wave builders surfboard, color, call it cream Yeah, we been searching the world, on the jets Can't count the diamonds and pearls, on your neck We held it down, you deserve, private flex We whipping round, we could swerve in the Tesla I seen different colors in my mind you can't see I seen aliens arrive and we could talk in my dreams If you look up in the sky you'll see the things you can be Roll another, your anxiety high, you need sleep Tell me what you need, spaceship got some weed Know you seen the stars, just flew round the ring Roll one up on Mars, it's closer than it seems Hotbox the time machine, it's 1993 Hit one spark, yeah, we blowing up outta here Tesla in the dark night, yup, was a long year Feels just right, when I'm with them, my gang living TVs in the house, but you know, no screen's vivid Watch pirated movies in the Caribbean Chanel black pearls on my neck, got some pressure Really got some pressure (Yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Ronald Chase Amick, Daniel Hartzog, Tajh Sinclair Keeton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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