thrill seeker (bonus) (feat. paperchasernight & maszi)

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Jet are an Australian rock band formed in 2001. The band consists of lead guitarist Cameron Muncey, bassist Mark Wilson, and brothers Nic and Chris Cester on vocals/rhythm guitar and drums respectively. The group sold 6.5 million albums. The band dissolved in 2012, but reformed in 2016. more »

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Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah (I think she a)
Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah (I think she a)
Yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah (I think she a)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I think she a thrill seeker
On the road with racks like Serena
You think that's your lover, she a eater
Even though I loved her, I can't keep her
Cause they say it's cheaper
Don't got no time for hoes cause I've been on the road
All my diamonds cold, so I Vetements all my coats
Telfar and Marc Jacobs on my girl she love the totes
Ever since the kid been 1 of 1, yeah I been chose
And I'm with the gang, so you knowing how that go
We not on the game, but we bound to up the score
Jet you cold as hell, don't make it rain I make it snow
And I'm with your main, yeah I heard that she on go
We do tennis chains, we don't do the diamond ropes
Yeah I'm a young nigga doing my thing, got these hoes falling in love with my glow
Yeah, try one of the gang, best believe we all on go
If you think we lying, better ask your big bro
Yeah, Maszi did it again
That's my evil twin
You know we gon' win
Talk on the gang, you know I got to spin
That bitch she a thrill seeker
Your money short like millimeters
And I'm smoking loud, blowing out speakers
Hit her for the night, but baby I can't keep her
No, I can't keep her
Even though she solid, yeah I know I can't keep her
She gave me brain like knowledge, first night that I meet her
And she bad as hell, yeah she broke my meter
I mean she broke my scale
Too much dope in here, yeah done broke the scale
Yeah them chances that you had it, yeah it's over the rail
And her friend she want to rump , but she gone kiss and tell
Baby don't kiss and tell
After I hit, I'ma wish you well
And she asking all them questions, what do this entail
We can worry about them details later
I got paper, baby girl I got paper
Rick Owens on my shoes, and my sweater be Chrome Hearts
Yeah these Ricks not no converse, she can't tell em apart
If I gotta sit you down and explain the drip, like a seminar
Nah, I don't really think that we going far
Bitch I be so high as f*ck, I think that I'm on Mars
Bitch I be so high as f*ck, I can touch the stars
If that nigga f*ck with me, no he won't see tomorrow
I'm in a Hellcat, but it ain't silent, foot to the floor, I'm making it roar
Turn her on like Tina, I'm Martin she Gina
Just like Casper, I can't see her
Diamonds wet the floor need clean up
I get racks in
She chase me around just like I'm Pacman
All my niggas getting money, moving green, but we not trapping
See right through like bullet wound
If she stay with me, she rock designer shoes, Jimmy Choo's
I can't f*ck no dub she for the team, know that she gone choose
I been up like I play for the Eagles, no I do not lose
Reload the chopper and aim at your head
Oh my god, that nigga dead
Blood leaking, that's a whole lot of red
Shout out to Cardi, not talking 'bout B, know where we be
I got your hoe and she fucking on me
I got your hoe and she fucking the team

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