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Yeah
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go (Okay, let's go)
Okay, let's go

Getting the bag, I feel like Skrillex
Off of the Xan, I can't feel defeated
Off of this shit, I won't act like I need it
Hop off the spaceship, then we linkin'
If I really want it, I get it through cheating
Bitch, I'm like fuck it, I'm Jada Pinkett
I feel like Ness, I'ma hit it
Know I'm the best, you don't wanna admit it
Bitch, I be walking around with the beamer
I heard that bullshit you played on your speakers
And it's so hot, like I got a fever
I'm with my dogs, somebody call PETA
Bitch, I'm sauced up, like I'm Caesar
But, we could chop it up like scissors
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Counting that blue, I be counting Nick Mira
R-Red dot in his third eye, not a nice guy
Fucking with me, gotta say it's a nice try
You're not afraid to die
We gon' find out tonight
I cannot do that shit, 'cause I'm not feeling right
He cannot make it, so they gonna fantasize
You opened up your eyes
I see through your lies

Okay, let's go, go, go
Down bad, 'cause you doing the most
This is a Wraith, no, it's not called a Ghost
N-N-Now that boy striking a pose
Matching fits, do we look like a cult?
Had to tell that bitch that's not how it goes
Maison Margiela designing my clothes
Ordered a hitman to kick down his door

Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah

(I can't get involved in situations)
(He talk shit, we put him to the pavement)
(Gotta tell them it's amazing)
(They said when I'm taking off)

G-G-G-Getting the bag, I feel like Skrillex
Off of the Xan, I can't feel defeated
Off of this shit, I won't act like I need it
Hop off the spaceship, then we linkin'
If I really want it, I get it through cheating
Bitch, I'm like fuck it, I'm Jada Pinkett
I feel like Ness, I'ma hit it
Know I'm the best, you don't wanna admit it
Bitch, I be walking around with the beamer
I heard that bullshit you played on your speakers
And it's so hot, like I got a fever
I'm with my dogs, somebody call PETA

Bitch, I'm sauced up, like I'm Caesar
But, we could chop it up like scissors
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Counting that blue, I be counting Nick Mira
R-Red dot in his third eye, not a nice guy
Fucking with me, gotta say it's a nice try
You're not afraid to die
We gon' find out tonight
I cannot do that shit, 'cause I'm not feeling right
He cannot make it, so they gonna fantasize
You opened up your eyes
I see through your lies
Okay, let's go, go, go
Down bad, 'cause you doing the most
This is a Wraith, no, it's not called a Ghost
Now that boy striking a po o-o-o

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The second one is Slayworld Soulja