Au Revoir
Dive and get lost in a coral reef
I'm going in deep, it's still more to reach
Providing a sound that sounds sorta niche
I gotta stay me at my core at least
I'm in the corner, just hitting my millie
And having a blast, performing feats
Man I been itching to fly back to Philly
And bring my dogs back a quarter each
Big bread, finna skirt to The Valley
Invest into tech and exploit and leech
Dickhead 'cause I moved out to Cali
And got so busy, I ignored the beach
Gotta reprioritize my mind
In hopes that I can find my peace
Been passed over time and time
That's why I'm tryna rise my yeast
Move like a big dog, call me Clifford
I'm lifted off thick smog
No, I don't fuck with no pig hogs
On these Vlad interviews getting tipped off
The internet era a shit clog
But somehow my own skin ain't get ripped off
Now I see names in my at
That I used to hear laugh
I'm like "get off my dick, dog"
But at least that validates, it validates
These nights I spent like Talladage, like Talladage
But that pride keep guys in a malice state, a malice state
So let me step back and recalibrate, recalibrate, like
Hit 'em with a little bit of soul one time, yeah
Shorty so fine, tryna go the 9, yeah
Walk a straight line, she can hold her wine, yeah
Tell me its time, girl I know the sign, yeah
Hit it, then split it like "Au revoir
Pleasure to see you today"
Keep that thing dripping like agua
Just from the sound of my name
Taste like it's sweeter than baklava
I'm tryna keep it on tame
I'm making magic like ta-a-da
Angel, Houdini, and Blaine
I'm making magic
Feeling fantastic, keeping this match lit
Run it up, add, split
Re-up and black flip like it's gymnastics
And I wouldn't talk shit
That is unless you wanna get your lil' ass kicked
I'm passive, but I come from a people
That go toe-to-toe with any fascist
Ask, it's Internal from the city of brotherly
hating and envious tactics
Knew I was moving out to the West
Since the day in Venice filming Maverick
Flag at the top peak
I'm honored to say that I planted the fabric
Was under a rock sleep
But now I'm a star and they calling me Patrick (Ah)
Move like a big dog, call me Clifford
I'm lifted off thick smog
No, I don't fuck with no pig hogs
On these Vlad interviews getting tipped off
The internet era a shit clog
But somehow my own skin ain't get ripped off
Now I see names in my at
That I used to hear laugh
I'm like "get off my dick, dog"
But at least that validates, it validates
These nights I spent like Talladage, like Talladage
But that pride keep guys in a malice state, a malice state
So let me step back and recalibrate, recalibrate, like
Hit 'em with a little bit of soul one time, yeah
Shorty so fine, tryna go the 9, yeah
Walk a straight line, she can hold her wine, yeah
Tell me it's time, girl I know the sign, yeah
Hit it, then split it like "Au revoir
Pleasure to see you today"
Keep that thing dripping like agua
Just from the sound of my name
Taste like it's sweeter than baklava
I'm tryna keep it on tame
I'm making magic like ta-a-da
Angel, Houdini, and Blaine
I'm going in deep, it's still more to reach
Providing a sound that sounds sorta niche
I gotta stay me at my core at least
I'm in the corner, just hitting my millie
And having a blast, performing feats
Man I been itching to fly back to Philly
And bring my dogs back a quarter each
Big bread, finna skirt to The Valley
Invest into tech and exploit and leech
Dickhead 'cause I moved out to Cali
And got so busy, I ignored the beach
Gotta reprioritize my mind
In hopes that I can find my peace
Been passed over time and time
That's why I'm tryna rise my yeast
Move like a big dog, call me Clifford
I'm lifted off thick smog
No, I don't fuck with no pig hogs
On these Vlad interviews getting tipped off
The internet era a shit clog
But somehow my own skin ain't get ripped off
Now I see names in my at
That I used to hear laugh
I'm like "get off my dick, dog"
But at least that validates, it validates
These nights I spent like Talladage, like Talladage
But that pride keep guys in a malice state, a malice state
So let me step back and recalibrate, recalibrate, like
Hit 'em with a little bit of soul one time, yeah
Shorty so fine, tryna go the 9, yeah
Walk a straight line, she can hold her wine, yeah
Tell me its time, girl I know the sign, yeah
Hit it, then split it like "Au revoir
Pleasure to see you today"
Keep that thing dripping like agua
Just from the sound of my name
Taste like it's sweeter than baklava
I'm tryna keep it on tame
I'm making magic like ta-a-da
Angel, Houdini, and Blaine
I'm making magic
Feeling fantastic, keeping this match lit
Run it up, add, split
Re-up and black flip like it's gymnastics
And I wouldn't talk shit
That is unless you wanna get your lil' ass kicked
I'm passive, but I come from a people
That go toe-to-toe with any fascist
Ask, it's Internal from the city of brotherly
hating and envious tactics
Knew I was moving out to the West
Since the day in Venice filming Maverick
Flag at the top peak
I'm honored to say that I planted the fabric
Was under a rock sleep
But now I'm a star and they calling me Patrick (Ah)
Move like a big dog, call me Clifford
I'm lifted off thick smog
No, I don't fuck with no pig hogs
On these Vlad interviews getting tipped off
The internet era a shit clog
But somehow my own skin ain't get ripped off
Now I see names in my at
That I used to hear laugh
I'm like "get off my dick, dog"
But at least that validates, it validates
These nights I spent like Talladage, like Talladage
But that pride keep guys in a malice state, a malice state
So let me step back and recalibrate, recalibrate, like
Hit 'em with a little bit of soul one time, yeah
Shorty so fine, tryna go the 9, yeah
Walk a straight line, she can hold her wine, yeah
Tell me it's time, girl I know the sign, yeah
Hit it, then split it like "Au revoir
Pleasure to see you today"
Keep that thing dripping like agua
Just from the sound of my name
Taste like it's sweeter than baklava
I'm tryna keep it on tame
I'm making magic like ta-a-da
Angel, Houdini, and Blaine
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Writer(s): Jeremy Goldsmith
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