(Ah, uh, ah, uh) Are you? Are you? (Ah, uh, ah, uh) Party in the back room (Ah, uh, ah, uh) I done left it in the restroom (Incoming) (Ah, uh, ah, uh) Now my attitude is yeah, yeah, yeah
Way up, all the way up Shimmy, shimmy, yeah, I'ma let it go Shots fire on my way up Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through Way up, all the way up Gimme, gimme that, I won't let it go Shots fire on my way up Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through
No more cycles on your merry-go Straight line's a hate crime Villain in a scary coat Your fuckin' sea of judgment Watch her, there she floats Nasty, flashy, wave-chopping motor-boat Target on my name, but your aim's way off Why are you evaluating me on your day off? Sеt a fire now, said I want it now, uh-huh Spectators 'round hear thе siren sound
Way up, all the way up Shimy, shimy, yeah, I'ma let it go Shots fire on my way up Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through Way up, all the way up Gimme, gimme that, I won't let it go Shots fire on my way up Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through
Rooftop when I party, turnt like a Harley Sorry not sorry, yeah Shadows all around me close and they crowd me Breathe, I can hardly (Ah) It seems I got a chokehold on 'em Everybody's cool, but when I do it I'm the problem Gave you too much and it's giving spoiled rotten Got me stressed out being the trending topic
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, watch me) Why a killer never looked so sweet? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm so, set a fire now, set 'em all off uh-huh) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Spectators 'round hear the siren sound) I'm hot cold, gelatto An angel, diablo I'm on one, I'm calm though Come, give me a kiss Get up out my face, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ah, uh, ah, uh) Are you? Are you? (Ah, uh, ah, uh) Party in the back room (Ah, uh, ah, uh) I done left you in the restroom (Ah, uh, ah, uh) Now my attitude is yeah, yeah, yeah
Way up, all the way up Shimy, shimy, yeah, I'ma let it go Shots fire on my way up Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through Way up, all the way up Gimme, gimme that, I won't let it go Shots fire on my way up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Bulletproof glass when I'm riding through
Yeah, yeah, ah Set a fire now, said I want it now, uh-huh Spectators 'round hear the siren sound
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Compositor: Jennie / Jelli Dorman / Jose Moro / Dem Jointz