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so we laid down on the floor next to our brand new bed just so we could listen closer to this new Kanye West but I can barely hear over the music in my head. all these 808s and heartbeats banging in your chest.

told the driver keep it going, he can run the meter. So we could finally hear VIEWS on some decent speakers. yellin everytime the beat drop like a cheerleader. spillin a flask of Avion on your brand new sneakers.

now we at the Vogue party and the whole thing’s catered. so we said that we’d leave early get some pizza later. but my hands go down your jeans and you distract the waiter until we take it somewhere better like the elevator.

till we back out on the 405 with Baby Bash you’re making me laugh and i’m just trying not to crash but all we do is drive Suga how’d you get so fly? I see people staring at us from the overpass.