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[Intro: Bladee & Lil Candy Paint] God is love is my drug I'm yours, take me home To you, extra light Turn it up God is love is my drug I'm yours, take me home To you, extra light Turn it up (Drain Gang) A-A-All the way around All the way around A-A-All the way around (But we ain't stressin' anything It's still purple everything, it's still purple everything) Bladee [Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin' He don't want no other ho's 'cause that lil' shit too easy Know I talk a lot of shit but he know I don't mean it My big bro say I'm trippin' but I got a hundred reasons A hundred fuckin' reasons, I'm never ever leavin' Nope, I ain't leavin', еven if we ain't speakin' And if wе ain't speakin', yeah you know I'ma be tweakin' Need a real bitch, I ain't nothin' like these groupie ho's Nothin' like these bitches sittin' front-row at your fuckin' shows He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some I know I ain't tripping, man, about you I might kill some Yeah, kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some Make one call, he'll still come 'cause I make him feel some Yeah, feel some, feel some This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb [Refrain: Bladee] A-A-All the way around All the way around A-A-All the way around God is love is my drug I'm yours, take me home To you, extra light Turn it up [Hook: Bladee] (It goes like this) All the way around (All the way around) (Like this, like this) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) (That's it, that's it) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) (That's it, that's it) All the way around (All the way around) All the way around (All the way around) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) All the way around (All the way around) [Verse: Bladee] We're the ones Number one, I'm on top upon the throne And I wait for the fall I come down, it's no way around it In this life, gotta fly Chase the bliss, oh, I can almost see it Out of sight but in mind Keep the gift in another life (It goes like this) [Chorus: Bhad Bhabie] Blowing up his phone, I know I'm trippin' for no reason He gon' call it crazy, but I say I call it fiendin' He don't want no other ho's 'cause that lil' shit too easy Know I talk a lot of shit but he know I don't mean it My big bro say I'm trippin' but I got a hundred reasons A hundred fuckin' reasons, I'm never ever leavin' Nope, I ain't leavin', even if we ain't speakin' And if we ain't speakin', yeah you know I'ma be tweakin' Need a real bitch, I ain't nothin' like these groupie ho's Nothin' like these bitches sittin' front-row at your fuckin' shows He need him a real one, somethin' to make him feel some I know I ain't tripping, man, about you I might kill some Yeah, kill some, fuck it, yeah, drill some Make one call, he'll still come 'cause I make him feel some Yeah, feel some, feel some This lil' somethin' different, swear to God it make him feel numb [Refrain: Bladee] A-A-All the way around All the way around A-A-All the way around God is love is my drug I'm yours, take me home To you, extra light Turn it up [Outro: Bladee] (It goes like this) All the way around (All the way around) (Like this, like this) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) (That's it, that's it) A-A-All the way around (A-A-All the way around) (That's it, that's it) All the way around (All the way around)