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Isaiah Salas
Isaiah Salas
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Jacque Regel
Jacque Regel
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(Ouh, ouhhh, ouh, ouhhh, ouhhh, ouh ouhhh) (Ouh, ouhhh, ouh, ouhhh, ouhhh, ouh ouhhh) N I'm coolin' wit my heat N I'm fienin' I'm on fire Go to bed at three they like, "Regel, ain't you tired?" I can't go to sleep, nah, I can never ouh-what-how-who? How you been whatcha goin' through? I'm too high I'm fried I'm too hot like Kai Might let go of you from my mind I just might like Guy Let me know when you move on too I spent to long on you Hate that I would choose ya Hate that I'm on fire (Fire, fire, fire, fire, firefly, I'm so fly yuh) Too hot I let out smoke Too blessed to be the pope Kingdom called Regelia Hoes on my cellular Hit me on the regular can't trust hoes I'm tellin' ya Bro said she is the one why's his hand huggin' his gun? You so fire oh I You so fine I'm chopped Might let go of you from my mind swear to God I'll try R-R-R-Regel Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah I'm coolin' wit my heat yeah I'm coolin' wit my fye (fye, fye) You to complicated shawty I ain't wanna try, yuh Sippin on reality I now know that's a lie I can't do no fantasizin' only dirty sprite, yuh I cannot confide in shawty, I cannot reside I cannot stay grounded here I gotta go n fly If I hop up on your track then you know it's gon be mine, yuh I'm too fresh, I'm clean as fuck, you know I'm sanitized (yeah, yeah) He gangster on computers, boy you better go outside, yuh A bug to me I'm hating him like grab the Pesticide, yuh We ain't wit that lame shit we switchin up the vibe, yuh Weed cloud hazy you know we gettin' high Yeah I'm coolin' wit my heat, yeah I'm coolin' wit my fye You to complicated shawty I ain't wanna try Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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