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Victory Lap (Mirror Mode)
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Rav
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Badadababa (badadababa, badadababa) Yuh, yeah (Lowkey sounds sick) Brrah (Okay, hold on) F**k you talkin' bout? F**k you talkin' 'bout? In the spot sauced out I'm hittin' block, backspace Miss me with the sad face I'm on my open locker I could rock it from the back, wait What you say don't have weight I need another pack, wait, wait, wait- I think I'm Slim Thug Gamecube to pimp us I'm just tryna kick it with you I don't want my d**k sucked I swear I never miss Japanese all on my kicks, I'm a big fan I swear they'll try to push you to the dirt like a kickstand Tryna be me, sellin' out all of my CDs Yeah, yeah Y'all don't see me, all this money won't complete me Yeah, yeah Still I count it, build a home inside the mountain Yeah, yeah Been about it, in these hundreds I keep drowning Yeah, yeah Vision clouded, there ain't sh*t to do about it, what In my ways, push on through and move around it, what I can imagine, yet somehow I really doubt it, what I can imagine, yet somehow I really doubt it, yuh Hold up, hold up, yo, what is this? We ain't hit the quota, no sir, we ain't finished, ay We about to toke up more blunts, break this sh*t, and man That's why we 'bout to blow up Know what? Y'all don't get it Get on with it (It's about time) EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, EXO EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, swang Swang, swang I ain't really said nothing All my n***as get to bustin' Family ties like we cousins Family ties like we- Let me get all your lovin' Shorty high, young born apart and we sort upon just to touch him Shorty high like it Get in my volcano Snatch my soul, you Kano I popped the drain, I Drano, we up to nothing She eat us up with mayo I flipped that a** like K-O Then turned and tapped the table That answers something We been bumping honey, bees inside my cubby, funny Always claim you making but you never getting money Should just break me 'cause I'm stuntin' They sell gravy so we grubby, grabby N***as steady losing, bruising, cruising, feature stuntin' Seltzer, tsuki Moody, tragedy Backseat, juicy Tune in, some action Moody, moving Moving, lastly Roll up for the movie flashes Hold up, hold up, yo, what is this? We ain't hit the quota, no sir, we ain't finished, ay We about to toke up more blunts, break this sh*t, and man That's why we 'bout to blow up Know what? Y'all don't get it Get on with it (It's about time) EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, EXO EXO, swang EXO, swang EXO, swang Swang, swang Look, you follow past instructions like it's cosign Y'all believe too much and that's just pro-sign I've been watching road signs I'll be off in no time, meet me by the exit We can chase lights till we grow blind, we blow by I've been feeling fine, feeling great, yeah, yeah Look, turning on a dime any day, yeah, yeah Everything different, everything changes Everyday life get in the way, yeah, yeah What more can I say? What the f**k just happened? Yahh, yeah Why we playing smash the jars? Melee on the regular, haahh Melee on the regular I don't wanna fight no more, yah Need a better pack on four, yah, yah Look, never had a national tour, yah, yah No, but I've been on the road before So let me kick it with you here right now So let me kick it with you, yah (Let me kick it with you) So let me kick it with you here right now (So let me kick it with you) So let me kick it with you (So let me kick it with you) Oh my god
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