
ripped jeans Lil Soda Boi
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[Hook]
Can you visit me in my dreams?
You can walk with me in my street
Double cup of Wockhardt got me geeked
Yea I feel like I'm a popstar in my ripped jeans
Can you visit me in my dreams?
You can't walk with me in my street
Double cup of Wockhardt got me geeked
Yea I feel like I'm a popstar in my ripped jeans
[Verse]
I've been on the run from my own demons
She just wanna fuck, she don't wanna be friends
I be drippin' wet, like I hit the deep end
I just spent a check, I could never pretend
I've been feelin' fresh in a brand new fit
Pull up to the party with a brand new bitch
Pull up to the party with a brand new wrist
I was gonna call you but I'm way too lit
I know what you want but you won't get that
No-o, but you won't get that
Everything's wrong but I'm right on track
Everything's gone but I can't look back
Margiela shoes and a plain white tee
I just popped a pill in my iced green tea
You wouldn't understand, you can't feel like me
I just popped a xan and I fell asleep
Can you visit me in my dreams?
You can walk with me in my street
Double cup of Wockhardt got me geeked
Yea I feel like I'm a popstar in my ripped jeans
Can you visit me in my dreams?
You can't walk with me in my street
Double cup of Wockhardt got me geeked
Yea I feel like I'm a popstar in my ripped jeans
[Verse]
I've been on the run from my own demons
She just wanna fuck, she don't wanna be friends
I be drippin' wet, like I hit the deep end
I just spent a check, I could never pretend
I've been feelin' fresh in a brand new fit
Pull up to the party with a brand new bitch
Pull up to the party with a brand new wrist
I was gonna call you but I'm way too lit
I know what you want but you won't get that
No-o, but you won't get that
Everything's wrong but I'm right on track
Everything's gone but I can't look back
Margiela shoes and a plain white tee
I just popped a pill in my iced green tea
You wouldn't understand, you can't feel like me
I just popped a xan and I fell asleep
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