Meadow Joeyy & Marlon DuBois

[Verse 1: Joeyy]
Crocs on my feet (Yeah)
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Spikes on my toebox like the soles on my cleat
Made my way through TSA, breaking every policy (Hm)
I'm a busy man, obtaining everything I seek
Bathroom feels like a Sephora
RP same size as a quarter
If the cops have a frisk guaranteed they'll make their quota
Dealing with the habit of looking over my shoulder (Shoulder)

[Verse 2: Marlon DuBois]
Ah
Fall asleep sitting up on the sofa
I'm not gonna leave 'til I think that it's over
I don't have a lease on the theory, I'm the owner, owner
What we speak about hasn't been spokеn
Stop trying to fix what hasn't been broken (Phew)
Kiss from a pillow
Make a dеal with the willow in the meadow

[Verse 3: Joeyy]
Everything's not set in stone 'til the dust settles
The cup calls me and the sky turns yellow
The Earth creaks as I dance again
I'm pouring Kris but this Sprite's like a tourniquet
Every turn of events
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I guess the opps, the opposition making a mess