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[Verse 1]

Was takin' it slow
My bestie's a thousand and one miles away
Like he is from SLO, but he is not slow
He just like Baby
Drivin' round in a red-top coup
But really it's a run-down, off-white Prius
When we skirt 'round this town
Do they all see us?
How do they see us? (Who gives a fuck?!)
If I knew you back then, then I sure as hell don't know you now
Could give a fuck (Really?) but I don't really know how
I'm so unafraid, I know this year finally is mine
I feel sick of myself all the goddamn, fucking time

[Bridge]

I really need this win
I really need this win
I really need the win
I really need this win

[Verse 2]

Yeah it's 2 in the AM
3 in the morning
4 in the PM
Still you in my DM
Why you come 'round here, it is so damn fucking late?
Stand around idly
These clothes, feelin' them hidin' me
Can you confide to me?
Trapped within these confines and we
Still don't know what flavor of tea
Boba's specific (Which should we order?)
There is no order, no order, no time
No cadence, no rhythm, no beat, and no rhyme
Feeling myself falling down from the climb
On the way down, stuck in time
Feelin' molasses, tryna please all the masses
But nothing spells out "limbo" quite like the feeling
Of falling asleep in my classes

[Outro]

Was takin' it slow
My bestie's a thousand and one miles away
Like he is from SLO, but he is not slow
He just like Baby
Drivin' round in a red-top coup
But really it's a run-down, off-white Prius
When we skirt 'round this town
Do they all see us?
How do they see us? (Who gives a fuck?!)
If I knew you back then, then I sure as hell don't know you now
Could give a fuck (Really?) but I don't really know how