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I’ll get up in the morning,
I’ll do my hair and I’ll put my make-up on
Four girls trying to move on,
trying to walk away from all that’s done

Monday was a battle like no other day
He turned and walked away
and now I’m the greatest cliche

I’m going freak on a weekend
I’m gonna dance like a mother
You’ll hear my party voice
I’m gonna be a freak for a weekend
and then I’ll move like no other
You’ll hear my party voice
Wrong turn was a twist to [??]
If I’ll stop I might [??]
I’m going freak on a weekend
I’m gonna dance like a mother
You’ll hear my party voice

[Electro-pop music]

Stare through the break in the trees
and we step down int he frequency
Catch your breath and transgress
we’ll make more here with less.

Press me into in the cracks in the grass
Hear hum in the trees
We came down through the valley
To catch up with the sea

[Instrumental/ vocal break]

Holding on to when you catch your breath.
Holding on to when you catch your breath.

Let’s roll the tie
Let’s love be there and strive
Feel ourselves increasingly wide
Carry the meaning inside
Catch your breath and transgress
we’ll make more here with less.

Hold my tongue to a song
Let go of what was once dear as wrong

[Instrumental/ vocal break]

Holding on to when you catch your breath.
Holding on to when you catch your breath.

[Verse 1]
Chocolate covered lover, you’ve never been so sweet before
Open our bodies, I quietly knock on your door
I just wanna sweet talk for awhile
Whisper all the things I absolutely adore
About your smile, it’s like I’m in a candy store
Oh, I love your sugar coating words

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe it’s the way the honey drips off of your lips
Maybe it’s the taste of your caramel apple kiss

[Chorus]
And your heart is so sweet, all that sugar loving, it belongs to me
Candy man, you are mine
You know how you get me, get me sugar high
High, oh, high
High, oh, high

[Verse 2]
Your cotton candy voice melts in my mouth as you speak
Beautiful boy, your words are made of poetry
I, I could listen to you all day

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe it’s the way you laffy taffy love
Maybe it’s the way you run your hands up my back

[Chorus]
And your heart is so sweet, all that sugar loving, it belongs to me
Candy man, you are mine
You know how you get me, get me sugar high
High, oh, high
High, oh, high

[Bridge]
Maybe it’s the way you lay me down at night
Or how you turn November into hot summer July

[Chorus]
And your heart is so sweet, all that sugar loving, it belongs to me
Candy man, you are mine
You know how you get me, get me sugar high

[Chorus](x2)
Mashing in the rain
Only conversating with bitches who put me in position to get paid
These hoes is all the same
Baby my presence is a blessing recognize who put you on game

[Verse 1]
I’m jamming to Max B, we low in these leather seats
Yo’ hoe wanna be with me and she bold, she don’t care who see
Andretti OG all I smoke in my Rolls
Represent the NO, light anywhere that I go
All my jewelry stay froze, wrist cold, ice yellow gold
Cash flow too thick to fold, stacks like erry show
In the mode this year, I grab the hustle by the throat
Sleeper hold, never letting go, you don’t believe you’ll get shown
In a six grain coupe, with the brains blown
Bottom bitch on the wheel, while I stuff up another cone
You dont believe you’ll be shown
I like your bitch she will be flown in

[Chorus](x2)
Mashing in the rain
Only conversating with bitches who put me in position to get paid
These hoes is all the same
Baby my presence is a blessing recognize who put you on game

[Verse 2]
See what I’m in it for, when I open that Bentley door
Mink on the floor, the stinkiest O, 28 grams to smoke
Bitches was lagging on me, but now they want tag along
Cause they smell the money cologne success in the air
And the aroma strong, she know what she want
She know who a don in the game
She know who a pawn and a lame
She know who a boss she know who lost
She know who running things
Walking the walk and talking that talk
She know where the G’s parked, she recognize all my cars

[Chorus](x2)
Mashing in the rain
Only conversating with bitches who put me in position to get paid
These hoes is all the same
Baby my presence is a blessing recognize who put you on game

[Verse 1]
Mo’ paper, mo’ haters, that’s a known fact
That’s why some niggas get on
They leave their town they never come back
I never done that
I understand that position cause stardom make you a target
They starving in my city
But I’m sliding in that Wraith, angel on the hood
I made it on by God’s grace, no enemies made it through
Getting high behind them gates
Bout to install a fountain in the living room
I’m higher than the moon

[Chorus]
Niggas tryna put my game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
I’m high beneath these palm trees
Bout to take over Wall Street
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Bitches tryna put the game on freeze
Small thing to a giant, it’s nothing to me
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze

[Verse 2]
New studio built, fully equipped
I’m up in here round the clock wrapping bricks
Me and Rich on the quest like Johnny and Hadji
Coupe Maserati, cop that for my downest mami’s
You never see me drive it
Ferrari shorty but I’m always low riding
Bitches like to see G’s hit switches
My life is exciting, my life is enticing
Feds building [?] and files about me
But I’m straight you know my paper got me

[Chorus]
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Niggas tryna put your game on freeze
Haters tryna put your game on freeze
Bitches tryna put the game on freeze
Jet Life, Jet Life
Jet Life, nigga yea
Jet Life