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[Intro]
Hitmaka!

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Fabolous, Fabolous & Jacquees]
Uh, they be thinkin’ I be daydreamin’
Yeah, but on the real, I be bae dreamin’
Niggas tryna get at me, stay schemin’
Callin’ me Jodeci, told Alexa, “Play “Feenin’”
I can’t get you off of my mind
You know it’s hard to get it all for the grind
Had to make you VIP, get you off of that line
Since your ex been throwin’ shade, hit you up for some shine, you know?

[Pre-Chorus: Fabolous]
Put them rocks on her body like a stone massage
Doors go up on the car like the home garage
How ’bout me, you, and this money have our own ménage?
Hit you later, make sure your phone is charged

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind
Yeah (Hey)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (Ooh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
Yeah, got you all up in my thought process
No more dreamin’ ’bout you, time to let them thoughts progress
Turnin’ into reality like it’s Love & Hip-Hop
Haters can’t stand the rain but watchin’ every drip-drop
Workin’ out and eatin’ good, get your shape in tip-top
And always slides through for me, you don’t ever flip-flop
‘Less it’s that designer with Chanel C’s on ’em
Or the Gucci G’s on ’em, Louis LV’s on ’em

[Pre-Chorus: Fabolous]
Thinkin’ ’bout that head got me mind-blown
In the drop top, had my mind gone
Like minds think alike, what your mind on?
Play that “I Can’t Get You Off My Mind” song, yeah

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind
Yeah (Hey)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (Ooh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Jacquees]
You’re stuck in my head (Yeah), can’t get you out (Out)
Yeah, swear you’re my drug (Drug), I can’t live without
I’m on your team, babe (Yeah), you’re hot like the ball (Rock)
Give it to me, I’ll score (Yeah)
It’s an easy decision (Right), for you, I’d listen (Yeah)
Girl, you got my attention
You’re my holster, I’m the 9, my Glock 9, never leavin’ you (You)
Yes, I need you by my side (My side)
Protect me, I’ll protect you
I’m ready (Ready), this love 50/50
Keep it a hundred with me, baby (Yeah)
I’ma take the lead, they follow (Oh)
I’m jumpin’ off the deep, no shallow (Shallow)

[Chorus: Jacquees]
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (I can’t get you off my mind)
Mind (Oh)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind), yeah
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind)
Mind (No)
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t getcha, getcha off my mind (Off my mind), yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Karlae & Young Thug]
Outside lookin’ in, there is no comparison
You put them bitches in a line and I’ll embarrass them
Magnificently written, all this shit that I be kickin’
Ain’t no lions in the jungle, really all these bitches kittens
Who they kiddin’, they be smitten
Tell ’em bye and then good riddance
And they freestyles bye, I can tell that shit go written (slime)
Excuse me! See we different
Everybody out here braggin’ ’bout their dough
But when it’s time to spend that money, where that bread go?
I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes Rondo (slat)
Then I go inside that Louis purse, run ho
Proudly I kick shit, with thousands money pilin’ up
Y’all be on that internet, but money is not dialin’ up
Your wild dreams ain’t wild enough, so what you come at me for?
I’ll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour (woo, woo, woo!)
And please check the decor, and y’all drinkin’, we pour
Never say that we poor, y’all keep actin’
Bitch I’m goin’ Eeyore, is it just me or… these hoes need to level up?
Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up
Your real isn’t real enough, so tell me what you fishin’ for

[Refrain: Karlae]
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I scream “Slime, slime, slime,” they come in a rush
I got snakes tatted on me and my chain on my neck
I slimed up my grandma
Diamonds on my Cartiers, I see farther than Farrakhan (woo)
I know niggas gettin’ extorted, like the common cold
I done ate cereal out a plate, I done ate cereal out a bowl
Niggas ain’t slimy enough, niggas ain’t grimy enough
I got black diamonds like my grandpa’s snuff
Way more money than you
Ain’t no sympathy, no
Niggas’ll wipe your nose like you’re sick, you know?
All my niggas shoot first like a damn intro
I get boxes of dough, Kimbo
You a slimy motherfucker Karlae, tell ’em the truth
You’ll catch a body for me, motherfucker, tell ’em the truth
All of these thotties ’bout to think I’m super slimey for you
But you the hottest in the mothafucka, that’s my boo, yeah

[Refrain: Karlae]
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough
Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough
Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough

[Verse 3: Duke]
I’ll slime you out (slime you out)
All these other bitches thirsty, they want clout (they want clout)
Dick in her mouth (dick in your mouth)
I’m on her hip like a pouch (pouch)
She like when I’m beat her down (down)
Man ringin’ bells in the town (brrt)
I was just servin’ them ounces (ounces)
Now we poppin’ them bottles
We all in the VIP and we standin’ on couches (couches)
Surrounded by nothin’ but vultures (vultures)
I gotta keep it in motion (motion)
You see me, you know that I’m totin’ (totin’)
Playin’ ’bout none of my bros
And if I see you, I’m wipin’ your nose

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet
I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah
I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah
I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah
I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out
I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house
I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Lately I don’t wanna sleep (I don’t wanna go to sleep)
‘Cause my life feel better than my dreams (my life is better than my dreams)
I’m in Hollywood, I’m on the scene (I’m on the scene)
But everything ain’t what it seems
Everybody gonna treat you different when you on (on, on)
I just hope when they talk they remember my name when I’m gone (gone, gone)
Cut my grass lawn, see the snakes (eh)
Dunno how to collide on my face
They want a piece, see stacking my cake (woah)
I’ma disappear, won’t leave a trace (woah)

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Girl, I’m calling your phone, ‘cause I’m poppin’ the pills again (popping the pills again)
Girl, I’m lying to you when I say I’ll never lie again (you know I’ma lie again)
I’m gettin’ old, I’m scared I don’t want the rockstar life to end
And I’m livin’ the shit that I write ‘cause it’s hard to pretend

[Chorus]
My life will never be the same (ya, I won’t be the same)
But I’m scared I’ll never gonna change (ya, I’ll never to change)
I’m addicted to the money and fame (ya)
I’m tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya)
I’m scared I’m never gonna change, ya (ya)
I’m scared I’ll never gonna change (ya)
I’m addicted to the money and fame (you feel, ah)
I’m tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya)

[Verse 2]
When they ask me if I’m good, I say “ya” but I’m not (not)
My bro is still homeless and he’s still cookin’ on the pot (pot)
He said, “I gotta get this money on the road,” I hope he don’t get caught (caught)
Yeah I’ma keep it real, I’ma stay with my day-ones from the block (block)
To all of my enemies, it’s R.I.P
Now I don’t need to show I.D. ‘cause I’m VIP
Push start, don’t start my car, where the key?
Work for me both ‘turn a half to a key
I had to sell in my beats now I keep my ‘em off of me (off of me)

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’ve been going down the wrong path and I’m ignoring the signs (the signs)
I’m having trouble organizing the thoughts in my mind (thoughts in my mind)
Now time is money so you know I’m not wasting my time (time)
If they pull me over, I don’t know what they gon’ find

[Chorus]
My life will never be the same (ya, I won’t be the same)
But I’m scared I’ll never gonna change (ya, I’ll never to change)
I’m addicted to the money and fame (you feel, ah)
I’m tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya)
I’m scared I’m never gonna change, ya (ya)
I’m scared I’ll never gonna change (ya)
I’m addicted to the money and fame (you feel, ah)
I’m tryna control these thoughts in my brain (ya)

[Outro]
(Ya, ya, ya)

[Intro]
Oh, how you doin’?
I’m alright
(laughs)

[Verse 1]
Now how much times do I gotta prove these niggas wrong?
And how much times I gotta show these bitches I ain’t soft?
How many shows I gotta sell out ‘fore you get the cost?
Why they really tryna front like I ain’t hit the charts?
All these labels, throwin’ deals from left to right
But I ain’t givin’ in until they get them numbers right
All these people think that this shit happen overnight
All that flexin’ they be doin’, shit is all a hype
No tolerance for a hatin’ bitch talkin’ shit
Only time I hold my tongue is when I’m suckin’ dick
So when I see you in the streets, yeah, it’s fuckin’ lit
And don’t be talkin’ all that sorry shit, don’t flip the script
I see the lights, I hear the hype, I hit the mic
I kill the show, I get my dough, I catch a flight
I see a hater, I’m runnin’ down, it’s on sight
I throw my hands, I hit em’ left, I hit em’ right

[Verse 2]
They sleepin’ on me just because I used to strip
But it’s all good ’cause now they wanna get up in my VIP
Blowin’ up my phone, sayin’ everythin’ I touch is lit
Actin’ corn and wanna fuck me like they wasn’t talkin’ shit, woah
I let ’em live, let the shady motherfuckers live
Get them the price then it’s time to show them what it is
Don’t got the bat? Well then what you really tryna pitch?
Don’t waste my time, I ain’t never been no average bitch

[Verse 3]
Not to mention, I did my tour and that shit was winnin’
Independent, the headline, award of feelin’
I thank the Lord for all the blessings that he is given
I love the fans, they fill me up with their ammunition
I don’t really talk shit but now I gotta off this
I don’t know why bitches think we work in the same office
Corny bitches tryna keep up? Look exhausted
Wave the white flag, girl, you might as well just forfeit

[Verse 4]
My ex told me I was never gon’ be shit
Lookie, lookie now, lookie now, nigga I’m that bitch
What you thought? Yeah, you really lost, now you kinda sick
But I ain’t never need a nigga, I was always on my shit, yeah
I used to stare at magazines on the train
Lookin’ at these models like, “I gotta be this one day”
Fuck around, got myself a name, now I’m gettin’ paid
Left the corny bitches in the grave, so they throwin’ shade

[Outro]

(feat. Shy Grey)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

[Verse 1: Logic]
Okay, it’s RattPack ’til my pulse flat
We keep it real, no false rap
I got four cards and they all black
Got four broads and they all that
We call that “ballin'”
Doin’ this is my callin’
Flow is so appallin’
My phone off and she callin’
I’m like, “Yeah, what it do?”
Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, ’cause I’m coming through
With my whole team, they coming too
That’s real, too real
Motherfucker, tell me how you feel
I’m too good for my own good
I won’t leak the album, I’ll let it spill
Number one, bitch, I bet it will
Due to numbers, I said it will
I played the game and I’m still the same
And I’ll never change, just to get a deal

[Hook: Logic]
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

[Verse 2: Logic]
I’ma live life ’til I overdose
While they sleepin’ on me, that’s comatose
I went mainstream with my main team
You just mad as fuck, you ain’t come close
And ya’ next girl is my ex-girl
She fine as hell, but she a mess girl
All I do is rhyme, I got no time
So I can’t reply to your text, girl
Bitch I’m back again and I’ll run it
Always gotta keep it one hundred
All of y’all know y’all want it
Turn it up and get blunted
I’m like “fuck the money, fuck the fame”
I came here to fuck up the game
Gon’ get it, I’m feelin’ myself
Fresh to death, bitch, I’m killin’ myself
I’m gone, we burnin’ it up
Step in the building, we turnin’ it up
Talking that shit, but they’ll never admit
When I step to the mic I be murderin’ it
And we livin’ real good
Mainstream, but it’s still good
I got raw shit, I got real shit
But right now it’s time for that feel good
We call that “ballin'”
Doin’ this is my callin’
Flow is so appallin’
My phone off and she callin’
I’m like, “Yeah, what it do?”
Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, ’cause I’m coming through
With my whole team, they coming too

[Hook: Logic]
That’s ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

[Verse 3: Shy Grey]
Yeah, you know that we ballin’, we been goin’ all-in
Hold on, let me slow it down, so y’all get the shit
These haters talk, but I don’t give a shit
Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit
But we ballin’, kinda like Spalding and Rawlings
On the road to riches never stallin’
Got your girl all up all on my nuts
But she do it with joy, no almonds, ugh
Living life to perfection
VIP, that’s the section
Presidential watch, presidential suites
You would think we held an election
It go Logic first, then I’m up next
I do not converse, I just cut checks
I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse
I need to cop a hearse, ’cause I’m fresh to death
I bet you never seen so much designer
Never seen a nigga with a bitch that’s finer
Boy, I stunt when I ain’t even tryna
Swaggin’ is nice, but first I’ma rhymer
And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins
Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin
Bring it right to your front door like I’m carolin’
Standing next to me would be so embarrassin’
Yeah, we be ballin’

[Hook: Logic]
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

[Intro]
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gonna shoot you)
Spent 1000 dollars just to sip (just to sip muddy)
Park that motherfucker in the VIP
I got that motherfucker on my hip
I’ma squeeze (baow)
I’ma squeeze (baow)
We ain’t really with all that internet shit
We ain’t really with that pretending and shit
Come and get your bitch she actin’ friendly and shit
When I get inside that pussy, I be killin’ that shit

[Hook]
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (savage)
Savage on these hoes (woah)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes (woah)
I’m in savage mode (21)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes

[Verse 1]
Cup, woah
Muddy, yo
Hit the yolk
Got the stick, woah
Keep it on me, yah
Knew you got it, yah
One in the head, yah
Bitch I fuckin’ dare
Nigga I double dare
Why the fuck you stare?
Pew-pew, bet you ass don’t stare
Red bottoms, yeah
Bitch watch where you step
I’m in savage mode, cook a nigga like a chef
Ain’t no loyalty, these niggas all for self
All these fuckin’ stripes, I shoulda been a ref

[Hook]
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (savage)
Savage on these hoes (woah)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes (woah)
I’m in savage mode (21)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes (twenniwan)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes

[Verse 2]
All that backstabbin’ turned me to a savage
All that fuckin’ krabbin’ turned me to a savage
Racks inside the mattress turned me to a savage
I turned to a savage bitch, I gotta have it (gotta have it)
Fell asleep in science, I love mathematics (countin’ cash)
Bitch I like to add, bitch I like subtractin’
That chopper flip a nigga like he acrobatic
He don’t want no smoke, he don’t want no static
I’m in savage mode, shit can get tragic
I might toe tag him, I might body bag him
These bitches gettin’ old, I already have ’em
She wanna live lavish, she don’t meet my standards

[Hook]
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode (woah)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (savage)
Savage on these hoes (woah)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes (woah)
I’m in savage mode (21)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode (savage)
I’m in savage mode, I’m a savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes (21)
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes

[Outro]
If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gonna shoot you
I’m a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes
I’m in savage mode, I’m in savage mode
I’m in savage mode, I’m in savage mode
I’m a savage on these hoes, savage on these hoes
Savage on these hoes, I’m a savage on these hoes…

[Verse 1: Jessika]
Bullied from the moment we were born
We were always on our own
No one ever said we should be proud
Or embrace the fact of standing out
Forward too long, we just played along
Always putting up a show
But that was then, look at us now
All we want is for them to know

[Pre-Chorus 1: Jessika]
We are who we are
And who we are is who we wanna be
We don’t have to listen
‘Cause all that counts is you and me

[Chorus 1: Jessika]
And then we’ll be rising where we fall, oh, oh
In the middle of storm we’re standing tall, oh, standing tall
And if they tell us why we’re wrong, oh, oh
Then the love in our hearts will keep us strong, oh, oh

[Verse 2: Jenifer Brening]
Uh listen up. listen up
It’s me, Jenny B, what you get is what you see
As for Jess over here, she’s a special VIP
So you better listen carefully
If they dissin’ you on Twitter
Don’t get sad, don’t be bitter, don’t give up or be a quitter
Show them you’re better (yeah, hell no)
If they say so, get in the car, rev it up, and be it a star
‘Cause you know who exactly who we are
Give it to ’em, Jess

[Pre-Chorus 2: Jessika & Jenifer Brening]
We are who we are (yeah)
And who we are is who we wanna be
We don’t have to listen (don’t listen)
‘Cause all that counts is you and me (hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus 2: Jessika & Jenifer Brening]
And then we’ll be rising where we fall, oh, oh yeah, we keep getting up and dusting ourselves off
In the middle of storm we’re standing tall (we won’t doubt ourselves and we’ll be calling their bluff)
Oh, standing tall (this is who we are)
And if they tell us why we’re wrong, oh, oh (we will march onward, spreading the love)
Then the love in our hearts will keep us strong, oh, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Bridge: Jessika]
They can make it silent
But in our hearts we’ll never be

[Outro: Jessika & Jenifer Brening]
And then we’ll be rising where we fall, oh, yeah (yeah, yeah)
In the middle of storm we’re standing tall, oh, standing tall
And if they tell us why we’re wrong, oh, oh, yeah
Then the love in our hearts will keep us strong, oh, oh

[Verse 1]
And I got the world in the palm of my hands
And I, all I wanna do is make you dance
If I never see your face again, will I remember?
Every time we go out, free drinks, sitting in the VIP
Twenty minutes in, wanna leave quick
Do you wanna roll with me?
If I never see your face again, know I will remember

[Chorus]
Let’s runaway
We could leave this crowd
Runaway at the speed of sound
If you need to breathe
I’ll be your remedy
So runaway, runaway
Runaway with me

[Verse 2]
Oh, we, we could drive to the midnight sun
We’re free, we’re living like we just begun
If I never see your face again, know I will remember

[Chorus]
Let’s runaway
We could leave this crowd
Runaway at the speed of sound
If you need to breathe
I’ll be your remedy
So runaway, runaway
Runaway with me

[Bridge]
Pedal to the floor, got the windows down in a rental car
Hands on the wheel and your eyes light up like a thousand stars
If we never see the world again, know we will remember

[Chorus]
Let’s runaway
We could leave this crowd
Runaway at the speed of sound
If you need to breathe
I’ll be your remedy
So runaway (runaway, runaway…)

[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product]
I’m back at it like Booyah
Like how I do ya
You see you need a mami chula
Get a hallelujah
I’m working on myself
And trying not to get lit too much
But then I get two cups
And get to sippin’, thinkin’ different
Cause I never drink enough
And you look like
The party type
And got your body right
You lookin’ at the fact that I am all of that
I’m honest that we book the back
For everyone here to have fun: Yes
I’m from the bay we go dumb: Yes
You here can twerk in a sun-dress
Could be drunk love or it’s drunk
Yes you and your friends can get into VIP
You bought a bottle and kept it hidden, said it’s for me
I like to drink and do a show and kill it
And I can see you from the stage
All I can say is uhh we about to leave

[Chorus]
I see you tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)
I know you see me tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)

[Verse 2: Castro Escobar]
Man I’m lookin’ for the baddest, somebody show me
And bring another for the homies, for Lex and Snowy
I get you lit just like a stoggie, get it in just like Kobe
I’m getting cheese no macaroni, so get to know me
And yeah I’m trying to go and get that
Tell me if you with that
This that, shit that, makes my last bitch call and try to kick back
Since that didn’t work, just go on and let me hit that
Pick back up where we was at like where the drinks at
What you want baby, what you want
Don’t compare me to your man, he can’t give you what I got
He ain’t fuckin’ with me man you better tell that boy to stop
I ain’t tryin to cuff either, I’mma leave that to the cops
Emmm, meet me right after the show uhh
Yeah, ain’t nobody gotta know uhh
Yeah, and I‘m gone off that patron
I ain’t trying to cop your number I’m just trying to take you home

[Chorus]
I see you tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)
I know you see me tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)

[Verse 3: Lex]
We can kick it if you wanna
Backstage we got some marijuana
It’s the viben we ain’t with the drama
Bring your friends, I got mine, we got the bottles
Party all night fuck tomorrow
I’m ya sancho
Don’t get any feelings there’s no strings attached
You say you like being rachet and also keep it classy
No regrets when you lit, fuck the aftermath
Every day I do it big like it was my last
Girl you know I’m tryin to get that
You’re bad and boujee and you know I really dig that
Bounce up on me one time let me see that
Oh you playin’, shit now I don’t believe that

[Chorus]
I see you tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)
I know you see me tryin’ to get that. (Mmm)
Backstage we can kick back. (Mmm)
I’ll have you saying Oooo you did that. (Mmm)
But I got some friends, so where your friends at. (Mmm)

[Verse 1]
We didn’t care what we looked like
Dripping in sweat and desert vibes
We didn’t care who was watching, no
Our cotton candy make out on the side of

[Pre-Chorus 1]
A Ferris wheel I was scared to ride
But I knew that I could do it with you by my side

[Chorus]
We felt like VIP’s in the background
Couldn’t keep from kissing, getting glitter on your nose
When your body was holding me close
Yeah it was magical, anything but typical
It was a hell of a sunset dream
You were all over me like we were seventeen
Yeah it was magical, anything but typical
We fell in love, we fell in love at a festival

[Post-Chorus]
We fell in love
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival
We fell in love
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival

[Verse 2]
I couldn’t stop staring at you
Wearing glow sticks on your tattooed arm
I couldn’t help the way I felt
I didn’t know you but you had my heart

[Pre-Chorus 2]
In the middle of that big, crazy crowd
You’re the only single person that stood out

[Chorus]
We felt like VIP’s in the background
Couldn’t keep from kissing, getting glitter on your nose
When your body was holding me close
Yeah it was magical, anything but typical
It was a hell of a sunset dream
You were all over me like we were seventeen
Yeah it was magical, anything but typical
We fell in love, we fell in love at a festival

[Post-Chorus]
We fell in love
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival
We fell in love
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival

[Bridge]
Short shorts, rock shirts, singing every song
You had my heart all night long
Short shorts, rock shirts, singing every song
You had my heart all night long

[Outro]
We fell in love at a festival
We fell in love
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival
We fell in love
(Short shorts, rock shirts singing every song)
We fell in love
We fell in love at a festival
(You had my heart all night long)