22s
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22s
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Oh, damn, my up is down
Down where my down is, I'm
Huntin' a good vibe
At the baddest times
I'd kick the bucket just
To see the other side
Screw your rules, I roll the dice a hundred times
Make a deal to give me snake eyes
I'm happy with a room-temp vodka
Never, ever really needed ice
I'm there for the rush, don't stop me
I want dopamine, no price tags
I'm best under pressure
A walkin' dilemma
My answer, whatever, don't care 'bout the question
I do this forever and ever
I know
Red flags, no good options
Way too good at problems
Every time I'm cutting it way too close, so
Sorry it's too much for you, catchin' all my twenty-twos
I'm dynamite, I fuck up your glass house
Ain't no matter what I do, keep on catchin' twenty-twos
I'm one hundred percent what you don't want
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) sorry it's too much for you
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) catchin' all my twenty-twos
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) ain't no matter what I do
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on catchin' twenty-twos
I bring a shotgun to a knife fight and it's loaded, mm
I'm all bad, bad decisions and the bad way to cope with 'em, yeah
I do a hundred mile an hour out on black ice just to feel nice
I got problems and I made 'em myself
They are my babies and I love 'em, I love nobody else
Smoke the ciggy till the filter just burn my lips, I
I'm that bitch
Drink until I can't feel my fingertips, I
I'm disaster incarnate
A walkin' dilemma
My answer, whatever, don't care 'bout the question
I'll do it forever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever
I know
Red flags, no good options
Way too good at problems
Every time I'm cutting it way too close, so
Sorry it's too much for you, catchin' all my twenty-twos
I'm dynamite, I fuck up your glass house
Ain't no matter what I do, keep on catchin' twenty-twos
I'm one hundred percent what you don't want
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) sorry it's too much for you
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) catchin' all my twenty-twos
(Ooh-ooh, ooh) ain't no matter what I do
Keep on, keep on, keep on, keep on catchin' twenty-twos
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