Oooh baby girl, I'm sorry
All my niggas smoking on Marley
Rocking Bravo Bravo Charlie
When we pulled up at the party
Niggas play 'em like Atari
Riding 'round in that Rarri
UFO safari
Oooh yeah
We riding 'round in that Rarri
Rocking Bravo Bravo Charlie
Tryna pop another molly
When we posted at the party
Play 'em like Atari
Baby girl I'm sorry
UFO safari
Oooh
Six feet, suicide
Molly water, I scuba dive
Blunt too scary I’m super high
Moon sand in my Lunar Glides
Designer shoes, designer tees, designer drugs in my designer jeans
I see a soul on each dreams, Blu-Ray disc with laserbeams
Don't pass that 'cause I'm super high
High-altitude gas tanks full of O2
Golden hair, silver shampoo
Going platinum blonde, put the night on blue
Baby girl miss you, I miss me
Yoshimitsu when I just met she
Ikanago, load up wasabi
Osake, play 'em like Atari
Oooh baby girl, I'm sorry
All my niggas smoking on Marley
Rocking Bravo Bravo Charlie
When we pulled up at the party
Niggas play 'em like Atari
Riding 'round in that Rarri
UFO safari
Oooh yeah
We riding 'round in that Rarri
Rocking Bravo Bravo Charlie
Tryna pop another molly
When we posted at the party
Play 'em like Atari
Baby girl I'm sorry
UFO safari
Oooh
Futuristic, jetlag
I'm smoking on some jet pack
Thousand dollar setback
I pull up to the club with my name tags
Some Bapestas, some Reeboks
Asics and G-shocks
Won’t sell tree tops
2 weeks in Tokyo
Paris for the weekend
Ziploc full of powerups
Just came through off eBay
Drops of water
Mouth on Sahara
Came through the party
With a piña colada
ECCO2K, play 'em like a Blu-Ray
Power up for the night
Jet packs all day
Wear our Dolce Gabban-
Wear our shirts from Japan
We refuel, test life
In Hussein Chalayan
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