What's the wave
There's a party on Sixth Ave
Can I
Play my track with blood, sweat, and tears
That I
Incorporated with lots of time and effort
Just to glue
It together and make it all worth your while
So just
Get high, we'll walk right into my vibe
We can
Think on how humanity wants to thrive
F*ck that slow shit
We wanna brawl
We came here to party
Not to think and evolve
I'll get you to vibe
All you got to do is
Swallow two, you will feel fire
Taking too long? Just snort a line
I got a bottle too
It'll kick your drive
It'll make you feel alive
It's why I'm breathing just fine
Cause I just
Pop
Pop
Pop
Till I don't feel it no more
I'm only nineteen but I can shake up your core
I got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my mind
Got a lot on my chest
Do I need to repent
While all these f*cking goombas
Tryna match an aesthetic
By tryna buy a pack of Backies
At a 7/11
They try to
Get arrested for the lightest slightest of crimes
And reminisce about the times
That shouldn't be glamorized
They too popped up
On potent psychedelics
To give a rat's fat ass
About the times or endeavors
I gotta catch this flight
Or my ass gon' die
Should I stay behind
Do I got time to decide
No
Damn
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What's the wave
There's a party on Sixth Ave
Can I
Play my track with blood, sweat, and tears
That I
Incorporated with lots of time and effort
Just to glue
It together and make it all worth your while
So just
Get high, we'll walk right into my vibe
We can
Think on how humanity wants to thrive
F*ck that slow shit
We wanna brawl
We came here to party
Not to think and evolve
I'll get you to vibe
All you got to do is
Swallow two, you will feel fire
Taking too long? Just snort a line
I got a bottle too
It'll kick your drive
It'll make you feel alive
It's why I'm breathing just fine
Cause I just
Pop
Pop
Pop
Till I don't feel it no more
I'm only nineteen but I can shake up your core
I got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my mind
Got a lot on my chest
Do I need to repent
While all these f*cking goombas
Tryna match an aesthetic
By tryna buy a pack of Backies
At a 7/11
They try to
Get arrested for the lightest slightest of crimes
And reminisce about the times
That shouldn't be glamorized
They too popped up
On potent psychedelics
To give a rat's fat ass
About the times or endeavors
I gotta catch this flight
Or my ass gon' die
Should I stay behind
Do I got time to decide
No
Damn
There's a party on Sixth Ave
Can I
Play my track with blood, sweat, and tears
That I
Incorporated with lots of time and effort
Just to glue
It together and make it all worth your while
So just
Get high, we'll walk right into my vibe
We can
Think on how humanity wants to thrive
F*ck that slow shit
We wanna brawl
We came here to party
Not to think and evolve
I'll get you to vibe
All you got to do is
Swallow two, you will feel fire
Taking too long? Just snort a line
I got a bottle too
It'll kick your drive
It'll make you feel alive
It's why I'm breathing just fine
Cause I just
Pop
Pop
Pop
Till I don't feel it no more
I'm only nineteen but I can shake up your core
I got a lot on my head
Got a lot on my mind
Got a lot on my chest
Do I need to repent
While all these f*cking goombas
Tryna match an aesthetic
By tryna buy a pack of Backies
At a 7/11
They try to
Get arrested for the lightest slightest of crimes
And reminisce about the times
That shouldn't be glamorized
They too popped up
On potent psychedelics
To give a rat's fat ass
About the times or endeavors
I gotta catch this flight
Or my ass gon' die
Should I stay behind
Do I got time to decide
No
Damn
Writer: Rocco Cannone
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