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[Verse 1]
Something must’ve gone wrong in my brain
Got your chemicals all in my veins
Feeling all the highs, feeling all the pain
Let go of the ways I used to fall in lane
Now I’m seeing red, not thinking straight
Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me

[Pre-Chorus]
Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine
Suddenly, I’m a fiend and you’re all I need
All I need
Yeah, you’re all I need

[Chorus]
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever, ever be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same

[Verse 2]
Sneaking in L.A. when the lights are low
Off of one touch I could overdose
He said, "stop playing it safe
Girl, I wanna see you lose control"

[Pre-Chorus]
Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine
Suddenly, I’m a fiend and you’re all I need
All I need
Ooh, yeah, you’re all I need

[Chorus]
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever, ever be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same

[Bridge]
You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head
You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head
You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head
You’re in my blood, you’re in my veins, you’re in my head

[Chorus]
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never be the same
It’s you, babe
And I’m a sucker for the way that you move, babe
And I could try to run, but it would be useless
You’re to blame
Just one hit, you will know I’ll never ever, ever be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same
I’ll never be the same

[Hook: Derek Wise and 88 Camino]
Diamonds they spin like Serato
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Unfollowed all my friends
Who the hell do I know
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up

[Verse 1: 88 Camino]
‪Trunk like an elephant cause that shit in the front ‬‬‬
‪Fronting on me that could get you shot, boy don’t stunt ‬‬‬
‪Call me 88 McGrady ‬‬‬
‘‪Cause my niggas tote the rocket ‬‬‬
‪I be talking out my necklace ‬‬‬
‘‪Cause my bank direct deposit ‬‬‬
‪Beretta to your noggin ‬‬‬
‪That’s because I’m robbing ‬‬‬
‪Be careful where you’re stepping ‬‬‬
‪’Cause we tote those Smith and Wesson ‬‬‬
‪I’m allergic to you broke boys‬‬‬
‪We don’t get along ‬‬‬
‪And my money like a wide receiver ‬‬‬
‘‪Cause it’s going long‬‬‬
‪I’m the nigga of the century ‬‬‬
Knew since elementary
‪She don’t give me time of day‬‬‬
‪But I know she will eventually ‬‬‬
‪If you see me shining‬‬‬
‪Don’t believe the diamonds ‬‬‬
‪They deprive me of my happiness ‬‬‬
‪I bought these to remind me‬‬‬

[Hook: Derek Wise and 88 Camino]
Diamonds they spin like Serato
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Unfollowed all my friends
Who the hell do I know
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up

[Verse 2: Derek Wise]
Use to take da bus to get to high school
Now I’m pulling up
Phantom drop down in the drive-thru
Use to wake up starving, had no cash too
Now I’m at the jeweler adding fruity stones
What the bands do
Cycling the hoes that I ran thru
Now I hit it once I don’t want it ‘less the pussy brand new
Started with a 8 ball, where that land you?
Lookin’ like a lick, flip a brick, they can’t stand you
I just re’d up from my jeweler
Glam Boy don’t buss down the mueller
Remind me of cookouts
Back when, way back
Dippin’ my hands in the cooler
Remember amount on zero
Banking account on zero
Now my wrist sub-zero

[Hook: Derek Wise and 88Camino]
Diamonds they spin like Serato
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Unfollowed all my friends
Who the hell do I know
Can’t go back to broke
‘Cause my heart is hollow
‘Cause my heart is hollow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah I had to glow up

[The Cool Kids:]
You was gettin your hair whipped for the weekend
You fresh off work and just got paid
I only inch a line at the right time
Baby tell me what’s your sign, if you like
Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Aries, Scorpio, and Capricorn
Are you a Libra, Aquarius or Sagittarius, tryna get that accent on woh
You need a drink? Said I need to get you a cup
You want a ring? You said he ain’t give you one
You tell em I can’t stand a brokeass man you and your best friends swap your clothes
And all my niggas say "I can’t stand these brokeass hoes
All they do is wear chokers and charge their phones"
And if the Trump campaign can run these states then this shit finna break it I can’t wait
Where are my ladies? In me!
In me mama, Y 3 mama, Gucci mama, Mariani mama, Imma, imma

[Jeremih:]
Lookin at the time, I see it’s quarter past 9
I feel it, I gotta get down with you

[The Cool Kids:]
Smooth like butter on silk with milk
A stove with the burner on tilt and it’s hot
Like a spicy ass pepper and a ghost habanero
Rockin gold like a pharaoh shorty bought a ream I tear up
What you find, what’s your sign, do we match
On the floor, running man, cabbage patch
Hit the rocks, grabbin on em backwards
She’s just tryna guess my password
DJ runnin back hundred racks bet in black
I see you tryna work it out want a lap on a track
It’s lookin right in the wrong way
Be alone jogging past Craig in the driveway
Fine. Damn. I need another ham
Pick it up, pick it up, yeah there’s been a change of plans
Quarter past nine, think nickel past a dime, we ain’t talkin half dollers put it in a money counter

[Jeremih:]
Lookin at the time, I see it’s quarter past 9
I feel it, I gotta get down with you

[The Cool Kids:]
Hey, a shiny knight um, I be that for ya
Talkin nights off, come here, can ya
I’m mixin my drums, straight up
I play your favorite song, I hope this is it
Where the talk on, then a text, I missed ya
It ain’t no fun if it ain’t on yo playlist
Talkin Jeremih, Mikey Box, Chuck Inglish, we gone

I gotta get down with you
I gotta get down with you

[Verse]
I drank, two-hundred thousand sodas
Gas up all these niggas, cause these niggas they be bogus
I’mma rock a concert then go spend it on a choker
And I’m smoking all this pressure, help to stimulate my focus
I been down the [A?] might bust a play inside the [?]
I looked up to my uncle until he turned into a smoker
And I can’t hit the function, they won’t let me bring my toaster
Shit, I had to snuff a nigga cause he tried to screw me over
I like the ‘Cedes truck but I been looking at the Rover
I do without the tint, just so 12 can pull me over
And she a diamond bitch but nonetheless I had to mold her
We total opposites but I think that would make us closer
I’m smoking ganja spliffs I feel like I just left the solar
She give me compliments, I fuck her once and then dispose her
I need a rida bitch for all the nights shit when get colder
I rock designer shit, these hoes gon’ fuck you for exposure
I wake up counting chips like every morning like it’s Folgers
I keep the chopper with me, cause these niggas they be vultures
Your bitch she bopping with me and I’m tryna get to know her
And now I’m driving 60 finna go and bend her over

[Hook]
I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back
Then fuck on her face and her mouth
I’m finna pull on her hair
Finna pull on her hair like I’m chopping the shit from the scalp
I’m finna count up a check on the jet
And jump in the car so get drove to the house
I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank
On that thirty-thousand dollar couch
I’m finna get booted right now
I’m finna shoot this shit down
I’m finna [provel?] it down
I’m finna jump in the Spur
I’m finna jump in your spouse
I’m finna fuck her then bounce
I’m finished fucking around
I’m finna go off right now
I’m finna smoke out the pound
I’m finna buy me some ice
I’m finna buy me a pint

[Verse]
Swear I’m tryna walk with Jesus but the Devil close to me
I got enemies that I don’t know I keep the torch with me
[?] I brought the bros with me
And nigga shit, if you ain’t close with me
Then you can’t smoke with me
Swear these bitches getting old to me
They do the most to me
I tell a bitch if you can’t grow with me
Then you can’t roll with me
Low-key with a Cali thing, smoking OG
Dripping sauce all on that bitch like a fucking nosebleed

[Hook]
I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back
Then fuck on her face and her mouth
I’m finna pull on her hair
Finna pull on her hair like I’m chopping the shit from the scalp
I’m finna count up a check on the jet
And jump in the car so get drove to the house
I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank
On that thirty-thousand dollar couch
I’m finna get booted right now
I’m finna shoot this shit down
I’m finna [provel?] it down
I’m finna jump in the Spur
I’m finna jump in your spouse
I’m finna fuck her then bounce
I’m finished fucking around
I’m finna go off right now
I’m finna smoke out the pound
I’m finna buy me some ice
I’m finna buy me a pint

[Verse]
I drank, two-hundred thousand sodas
Gas up all these niggas, cause these niggas they be bogus
I’mma rock a concert then go spend it on a choker
And I’m smoking all this pressure, help to stimulate my focus
I been down the [A?] might bust a play inside the [?]
I looked up to my uncle until he turned into a smoker
And I can’t hit the function, they won’t let me bring my toaster
Shit, I had to snuff a nigga cause he tried to screw me over
I like the ‘Cedes truck but I been looking at the Rover
I do without the tint, just so 12 can pull me over
And she a diamond bitch but nonetheless I had to mold her
We total opposites but I think that would make us closer
I’m smoking ganja spliffs I feel like I just left the solar
She give me compliments, I fuck her once and then dispose her
I need a rida bitch for all the nights shit when get colder
I rock designer shit, these hoes gon’ fuck you for exposure
I wake up counting chips like every morning like it’s Folgers
I keep the chopper with me, cause these niggas they be vultures
Your bitch she bopping with me and I’m tryna get to know her
And now I’m driving 60 finna go and bend her over

[Hook]
I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back
Then fuck on her face and her mouth
I’m finna pull on her hair
Finna pull on her hair like I’m chopping the shit from the scalp
I’m finna count up a check on the jet
And jump in the car so get drove to the house
I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank
On that thirty-thousand dollar couch
I’m finna get booted right now
I’m finna shoot this shit down
I’m finna [provel?] it down
I’m finna jump in the Spur
I’m finna jump in your spouse
I’m finna fuck her then bounce
I’m finished fucking around
I’m finna go off right now
I’m finna smoke out the pound
I’m finna buy me some ice
I’m finna buy me a pint

[Verse]
Swear I’m tryna walk with Jesus but the Devil close to me
I got enemies that I don’t know I keep the torch with me
[?] I brought the bros with me
And nigga shit, if you ain’t close with me
Then you can’t smoke with me
Swear these bitches getting old to me
They do the most to me
I tell a bitch if you can’t grow with me
Then you can’t roll with me
Low-key with a Cali thing, smoking OG
Dripping sauce all on that bitch like a fucking nosebleed

[Hook]
I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back
Then fuck on her face and her mouth
I’m finna pull on her hair
Finna pull on her hair like I’m chopping the shit from the scalp
I’m finna count up a check on the jet
And jump in the car so get drove to the house
I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank
On that thirty-thousand dollar couch
I’m finna get booted right now
I’m finna shoot this shit down
I’m finna [provel?] it down
I’m finna jump in the Spur
I’m finna jump in your spouse
I’m finna fuck her then bounce
I’m finished fucking around
I’m finna go off right now
I’m finna smoke out the pound
I’m finna buy me some ice
I’m finna buy me a pint