WTF
Étienne de Crécy/Pos/Dave
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Ayo, where your eyes at? Is it on us?
We in need of your following
The GPS holds the hologen
The more we do, the more you pursue
We hash it out with our tags for the view
We take the pic with the hottest chicks
Upload the vid of the parties we did
So won't you now party with the kids?
And we get liked unlike them other crews who's hardly on the grid
Just so your eyes can read what it already saw
We them cowboys in need of the draw
Then we shoot, then we post, then we wait
To see what pic got you the most
Relive again, repost, post it up on each coast
So bicoastal, the introvert convert how we work to live and die social
What the fuck?
Hold up, what the fuck?
What the fuck?
Hold up, what the fuck?
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
(What the fuck?)
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
(What the fuck?)
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
(What the fuck?)
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
(Hold up, what the fuck?)
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
(What the fuck?)
We hit the ball out the ball game when we aim for hit records
Now we just aim for hits (On the sight)
Corporations bring claim to this (Burn it right)
Them checks, the eyes come to see what's next
So they put up the banners (See how they hand us)
Revenue for revvin' a machine
Pearly white, the Bluetooth revvin' on the beam
Revin' on the beam
We revvin' for the team
Team Daze, your screensaver page lit
Throw the mobiles up and go crazy
Thumb stumble in tweets, check your Tumblr
Post the life you live, hype the gigs
'Cause tonight the term "fight" the gig
Sippin' on that life, now who spiked the kegs?
In all caps, you pop hashtag, the fabric of life got ripped
And went viral with the vid
And replay that, kid, repost it
Post up, go coast to coast, kid
Post no bills, show no bills
'Cause this life ain't shit 'til you live and die social
'Til you live and die social
'Til you live and die social
What the fuck?
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
(What the fuck?)
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
(What the fuck?)
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
(What the fuck?)
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
(Hold up, what the fuck?)
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
It's a guarantee you follow me, it's the new level of wealthy
And I still have the location even with the Eiffel Tower in my selfie
Hold up, what the fuck?