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Where where will we go? Where where will we go? Where where will we go? There there's no ego Where where will we go? Where where will we go? Where where will we go? There there's no ego You know how the set go Ready fuckin' set go I can't see no set backs Come in make them heads roll Blasting through your speakers Bass knocking through the tweakers Chaos chaos chaos Feeling like the slim reaper Hotter than a fever Hold your neck, go sleeper Sweatin' you gotta leave em Creeper never even seen em Lay low, burn dro Cook up mad dope mojo Sipping on mojitos Moving quicker than flojo Most hoes Want to spend a rack up at SOHO I'm tryna move in slo-mo And too bad you're broke though And your back can get broke though Roll colder than some fro yo Constant Colors on everything That other shit is so-so Crocs n' pot, Diamond Dot Smoke behind a Mom n' Pops Come shop in the fuckin' lot Fed watch, fed watch Bread talks, bread talks Might have a set at Red Rocks In your ears like Ted Talks Zombie mode med-walks See the moonlight Twisting knobs to get the tunes right Snorting up some blue ice I'm comin' on everything Might have to get your tubes tied Bullets in the gun Feng shui to get the room right Turn them lights low yo Don't get shy, I get high Pull up in that Sci-Fi And I'm so patient Moving in a suite and it's gold tailored Numbers to compute Want some loot Put your name on it Put your put your name on it And put the whole game on it Where where will we go? Where where will we go? Where where will we go? There there's no ego Where where will we go? Where where will we go? Where where will we go? There there's no ego
Writer(s): Evan Gale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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