I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space
Crack another beer and grab the gear to have it out of the way, safe
I have your hearts as if i stabbed it with a spear
I stepped up my game, and went up a gear
No wonder they resroting to gear, get you gears cranked, rears spanked,
And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast
If you still wanna go, i'll put in gear,
I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear
Well man i do the yacht
And i'm already at the top.
Got a beans if you wanna pop
Till i come out on top,
Almost cried right on the spot
Working my way to the top
Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear
Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,
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