[Interlude]:
Uh, five deep
Riding round the city, we need to eat
Perret talking sh*t in the backseat
And we got them cups full of that bittersweet
Windows down and we got the speakers up
Screaming out the window "We don't give a f*ck!"
Nakai leaking out, hope his eyes don't shut
On The Run open yeah, we in luck
We glazed n*gga, for days n*gga
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Yeah, we glazed n*gga, for days