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Turn it back to the other night
Red eyes under patio lights
JabariOnTheBeat
T'd up blowin' on some meteorite
I crush up seven grams and it get mummified
I decided
Yeah, he's uninvited
Twenty-pound eyelids
Yeah

Aye, turn it back to the other night
Aye, red eyes under patio lights
Aye, T'd up blowin' on some meteorite
I crush up seven grams and it get mummified
I'm gonna havе a good day, I decided
Don't let hеr ex guy in, he's uninvited
I don't wanna talk and I got twenty-pound eyelids
I'm high as f**k, my bad I couldn't hide it

Money on the nightstand, yeah
She been waiting for the right man
I got bad news, I hope that you find him, yeah
'Cause I look nothing like him and that's the hard truth
Streetlight vigil, Backwoods missile
'Fore I introduce myself I gotta drink a little
I only blow top shelf, I don't blow middle
She drop her Molly in her water and it make a small ripple
Yeah, I'm still at home, do you miss me right now?
I can't get to the phone, I'm kinda busy right now
She said, "Baby, I know there's someone with you right now"
Why you so aggressive? What's the issue right now? Yeah
Crash, yeah, I might crash the party
Man, it's been a while since I poured myself Bacardi
Yeah, I took the car, no, I don't have car keys
I think you would look so good beside me in a car seat (You would)
Turn it back to the other day (Other day)
I don't need you anyways (Oh)
Every time I look her in the eyes she look the other way
Honestly, I feel ashamed
Uh, turn it back to the other month
I ain't know you mad, you should've told me something
I just sip my drink and feel my body numb
I could hear it ring, but I can't pick it up
Summertime breeze on a rooftop evening
Please don't wake me up, I prefer to keep dreaming
Late October rain through the drywall, bleeding
Hit me in my face and it's damn near freezing
Start in the morning, go to the evening
Every f**king day I gotta exercise meaning
Big batch bowl, how am I still breathing?
Same old clothes, but I changed from beneath 'em
I might pour another cup, uh (Another cup)
I don't think I've had enough and I need that
Sweet, too sweet, Orange Julius
Pullin' on this Woods, I got a head rush
So back to the other night (Other night)
I know we was angry, I know you was tight
At that point, I don't even care who's right
At this point, I just wanna go inside and go to sleep

Uh, turn it back to the other night
Yeah, red eyes under patio lights
T'd up blowin' on some meteorite
I crush up seven grams and it get mummified
I'm gonna have a good day, I decided
Don't let her ex guy in, he's uninvited
I don't wanna talk and I got twenty-pound eyelids
Yeah, I'm high as f**k, my bad I couldn't hide it

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