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It made of ecstasy-y
Stay next to me-e
I'm not going alone
I stopped checking my phone
Made of ecstasy-y-y-y-y
Stay next to me-e-e-e-e-e
I'm not going alone
I stopped checking my pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah huh)
I'ma go run it up all of my life
I ride around in the park on a bike
Go hit the trail, I give 'em hell
I get the gas then I go hit the scale
I booted up and nobody can tell
I'm in Italy, I'm ringin' a bell
They know I'm not comin', they catch and they smell (Ew)
On the top floor roof with the train
And the blue sky, alright
I'm like, what's up? Bye
Get yo ass in trouble, bye
And then why fumble back
And I'm from Atlanta where I eat the sweet potato pie, huh, yeah, yeah
Outfit, hair make feeling so flashy, huh, yeah, yeah
One of one, I'm the only one that can have these
It made of ecstasy
Stay next to me
I'm not going alone
I stopped checking my phone
Made of ecstasy-y-y-y-y
Stay next to me-e-e-e-e-e
I'm not going alone
I stopped checking my pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Pho-o-o-o-o-o-o-one
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
Oh, oh (Okay, alright)
(Okay, alright)
It made of ecstasy-y
Stay next to me-e
I'm not going alone
I stopped charging my phone
Made of ecstasy
Stay next to me-e-e-e-e-e
I'm not going alone
I stopped charging my pho—