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Custom the things, custom the wings I had to custom the vibes, custom the link up Cover the back of the lab, front cover magazine Cover your eyes, cuddle up, back of the V, yeah Our chemistry, just like the trappers and fiends (ooh) Our misery, really ain't nothin' to see I gotta travel the V, I like to travel to heat (ooh) Bring out a bag of the weed Did I tell you I got my own weed? I had a lot to achieve Blew it out and I'm relieved, take it down, now you relieve Rather you leave, then you go back out on me Don't throw no daggers at me, you gotta shoot 'em at least You know my Dodge supreme, I put in hours this week Movin' at rapid speed, like it's a track, we meet We got a timeless thing, we gotta find some Zs, yeah Fuck shit up at the club, shit tucked We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck Back up, Bentley truck, city stuck, stuck, stuck City up, up, back to back Fold up, fold up, fold up, trust
