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[Intro: Jay Rock]

Redemption life, we been lit

Face down, ass up, vicious (Whoa)

[Chorus: Jeremih]

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Can't tell me that I'm wrong (Wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (On)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going

'Til I tap out (Ooh) tap out (Ooh)

Tap out (Ooh) tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

[Verse 1: Jay Rock & Jeremih]

Only when I slide to the back

Closed eyes in the back 'cause I'm high in the back

Got a text where you at, ayy

Only big flex where I'm at, ayy

Bouncin' on the highway

Head on the highway, I only do it my way

I ain't gon' play with it, I'ma work it out

Stand up while I lay in it, couple hundred thou'

Dead mans in the safe with it, know what I'm about

Sip some, blow an 8th with you, bring it to the house

Fuck you in a car in the back (Oh yeah, yeah)

Fuck you so good, call back (Oh yeah, yeah)

For real though

How many fucks I give? Zero

Eastside Johnny now, mama maxed out

And I put that on mom and them, let me tap you out (Ohh oh)

[Chorus: Jeremih]

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Can't tell me that I'm wrong (Wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (On)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going

'Til I tap out (Ooh) tap out (Ooh)

Tap out (Ooh) tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

[Verse 2: Jay Rock & Jeremih]

Slide on the 'Gram lookin' for a new biatch

Don't fall through, back up cause I'ma be aight

Put it in my face, I'ma lurk though

Ass like Bernice Burgos

Capricorn, Libra, Virgo

Slidin' down your tongue like Merlot

Zodiac, girl what's your zodiac?

That's your boyfriend? Well, I know he mad

How you feel?

I might be too raw for you, too real

I know your homegirl wanna pop pills

Ducked off in them Hollywood Hills

I be on bullshit, we be on bullshit

Pull up on me one time, know you ain't doin' shit

I be on the front line, what's happenin'?

Ballin' when it's crunch time, I ain't lackin' (Ohh oh)

[Chorus: Jeremih]

Backdrops, smoking on the bombest weed

Backshots finna go down when we leave

And I got squad in the back, oh yeah, yeah

And a foreign car in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Looking like stars in the back, oh yeah, yeah

Can't tell me that I'm wrong (Wrong)

Can't tell me I ain't on (On)

Bottle straight to the head and I'm going

'Til I tap out (Ooh) tap out (Ooh)

Tap out (Ooh) tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it

Tap out, until she tap out

Until she tap out, ohh

She wanna play 'til the morning (Morning)

And I'ma give it to her like she want it