I never was blazing but, heh, fine, really, you're probably high right now and you think it's fucking funny
Daytrip took it to ten (hey!)
Daytrip took it to ten
I'm on eleven again
I keep on setting these trends
Keep it one hundred percent (yeah, mhm)
Keep it one hundred percent (I do)
My girl is a ten, we're the new Barbie and Ken (true)
But we don't gotta pretend, keep it one hundred percent
Yeah, one hundred percent
Boy, fuck your designer
All my shit from China
Retro forty-niners
French toast at the diner
All my songs minor
That's the key to your heart
All white lighter
I'ma need it to spark
Everything dark
Except from my socks
Look how they pop
Coming out of my Chucks with the Ben Davis crop
Thirty on my waist, yeah, tattoos on my face
High as outer-space, yeah, swervin' in your lane
I don't mean to flex but it's sewn into my jeans
My daddy taught me to drink, my momma taught me to dream
waist
together
toast
ticking
think
thing
space
white
songs
socks
spark
smoke
setting
tattoos
retro
thirty
really
porsche
percent
outer
ounce
offer
niners
nevermind
stars
never
dream
drink
needs
heart
daddy
could
couch
buying
eleven
ignored
alright
trends
probably
davis
daytrip
funny
knows
afford
anybody
pretend
everything
coming
relatable
bounce
again
lighter
chucks
about
barbie
forty
bottoms
house
mouth
lipstick
enough
diner
jeans
except
china
foreign
blazing
fucking
these
minor
designer
gotta
hundred
right
lights
french
lined
taught
momma
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