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Back up off away from me Stuck at a party in the hills Acting ungratefully To me this ain't a thrill To you it's for the gram I'm waving my white flag Tryna leave but I can't Ain't got service Drinking with phonies is the worse yes Thinking to myself what did I do to deserve this Smile on my face, I'm screaming curses Been up for 4,5,6 days in LA Tryna find my way Damn the same old story Girl just sell your soul glory Fake a smile to zombies I don't know Damn the same old boring Party in the hills I swear I've been here I've been here before Get that shit away from me, pretty please Pretty please, pretty please Get that shit away from me, pretty please Pretty please, pretty please I met your manager About three times Said that he gone follow me I know that he lyin Say that he the plug right I know that he tryin He like the girls in the bathroom With all they white lines I took a wrong turn When I hit the fourth floor Fell into a dark hole In the elevator Met two models Chilling in the bathtub Had to sign an NDA Exclusive on pornhub Damn the same old story Girl just sell your soul glory Fake a smile to zombies I don't know Damn the same old boring Party in the hills I swear I've been here I've been here before Get that shit away from me, pretty please Pretty please, pretty please Get that shit away from me, pretty please Pretty please, pretty please I'm not alright, okay? I've been up for 4,5,6 days I've been tryna find my own way Move through LA, like Cocaine Cause the vibe in this place Turns from sweet to sour taste I don't recognize this face All these places I don't know
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