food house, Gupi, Fraxiom — ride

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Grassi, Grassi, Grassi, Grassi way I blast through seasons
I mix five days into one life for the past few reasons
Grassi, Grassi, Grassi, Grassi that’s that ash new season
That’s that on fire heart is cold for the past few reasons

Fuck your ride up, I am a pothole, no
I get fucked and light up, I am a pot hole now
Hit the tires
No car and no transit app, no Uber

But I ride
I took you to the rave
Just to make sure you’re my type
Who from where I am that can do what I can
Me, landslide
Fandom with no brand ties
I go phantom then you go on standby
I go to Target CVS at night, n-n-night

I go to Target CVS at night
It is the only time I feel alive
We used to go together, now we don’t
We’re on our own together, how we do it will not leave me
Parking lot, parking lot, party in the parking lot
Classmates swapping Adderall like Smarties in the parking lot
Wanna act a fool, I brought my scooter to the parking lot
We could grab our phones and our computers in the parking lot

Make a movie
It doesn’t need to be 3D or 2D
It’s that fifth dimension, skip dimension four I do not mention
MP3, I just played it on my TV
You act like you never wanna see me
Or do you have me on your screen, screen?

But I ride
I took you to the rave
Just to make sure you’re my type
Who from where I am that can do what I can
Me, landslide
Fandom with no brand ties
As I go phantom and you go on standby
I go to Target CVS at night, n-n-night