feat. James Fauntleroy
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Feel like I'm on a drive to the moon
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Man, I thought the world was ending soon
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Damn, the brothers stay tested and the devil wear Prada
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Sometimes I drive while I'm staring in your eyes
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When my hands blow out your hair, while you take me there
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Whether I'm shining all winter or chilling all summer
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We rocking furs, look like a couple straight out the jungle
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Used to spend G's up on the 'yeah, I remember
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Used to take trips, whipping the G that my mom loaned us
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Riding real slow, that's the shit that they didn't know
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Cruising down 59, seeing niggas riding foes
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I just stared at the stars and look with my eyes closed
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'Cause it's driving me raw
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Sometimes I drive while I'm staring in your eyes
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When my hands blow out your hair, while you take me there
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Hit the weed and just drive
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Hit the weed and just drive
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Hit the weed and just drive
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Hit the weed and just drive
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Oh, yeah
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Sometimes I drive while I'm staring in your eyes
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When my hands blow out your hair, while you take me there
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Drive
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| Travi$ Scott |
