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STEREO! Video (MV)




Performed By: Flare
Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Jordan M




Flare - STEREO! Lyrics
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Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
I geek up each day
That molly in that water I can't feel my face
Told her pops watch yo daughter
She a damn disgrace
I boot up I go farther
Tryna touch outer space
Ooh she flexible touch her toes
Put it deep up in her she said go slow
Think that she a winner
Love to throw shows
Aight, then you know we on go then
Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
What we doing
I need the cash
I'm running through em
They come in last
I'm always moving
I'm running laps
What's so confusing
About them racks
Yea, yea I'm locked in with em
But that don't mean that my funds gon split up, crazy
He a rat, go figure
Man I hate niggas, I can't hang with em, crazy
Mmm, mm, shit crazy
Mmm, oooh
Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
Told shordie roll up
If we ain't gonna f*ck you better on your own now
I been chasing bucks like Giannis
I been tryna go up
My wave yea they hop up on it
They seen that I glowed up
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English

Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
I geek up each day
That molly in that water I can't feel my face
Told her pops watch yo daughter
She a damn disgrace
I boot up I go farther
Tryna touch outer space
Ooh she flexible touch her toes
Put it deep up in her she said go slow
Think that she a winner
Love to throw shows
Aight, then you know we on go then
Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
What we doing
I need the cash
I'm running through em
They come in last
I'm always moving
I'm running laps
What's so confusing
About them racks
Yea, yea I'm locked in with em
But that don't mean that my funds gon split up, crazy
He a rat, go figure
Man I hate niggas, I can't hang with em, crazy
Mmm, mm, shit crazy
Mmm, oooh
Go and get a bag
And then I hit rodeo
I hit the gas and I'm blasting out my stereo
No holding back I got bags I'm tryna get em gone
I'm living fast doing drugs don't care if I'm living wrong
Told shordie roll up
If we ain't gonna f*ck you better on your own now
I been chasing bucks like Giannis
I been tryna go up
My wave yea they hop up on it
They seen that I glowed up
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Writer: Jordan M
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