Lyrics

Take a trip out to LA
SoHo house to match my vibes
Shorty got on Chanel threads
After hours, hit Bossa Nova
Prada shades on, caress my eyes
Only hit it twice, I'm way too high
Crab fried rice at ocean prime
NY nights are way too cold
Adderall popped, I'm way too focused
Percocet drop, I'm way too smooth
Pergola got way too loaded
Purple soda, this not no Fanta
Doubled up my styrofoam
Won't let me inside the function
Bottle girl in the day time
After hours I know she strippin
Caught her lookin twice, I know she crushin
How can I live shit I'm too turnt up
Jump
How can I live shit I'm too turnt
Up
Look at the vibe it's us
Look at the guys it's us
Look at the sky we up
Told 'em please
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Baby I'm rocking Off-White, how could I have a off night
Prada lens stupendous, when I see you it's on sight
Heavy ass sneaks, Botega, Balenciaga knockers
Dropped the adderall in the water, shake up the baby bottle
Passports, planes, please tell me what's your frustration
Kick it on your day shift, tell me what's the occasion
BNBs and foreign baddies, dropped the location
Don't ask me what my real name is, that's not important
Jump jump
How can I live shit I'm too turnt up
Jump
How can I live shit I'm too turnt
Up
Look at the vibe it's us
Look at the guys it's us
Look at the sky we up
Told 'em please
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Excuse the jump
Written by: Brandon Tyler
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