Validation

Everyone wants it
Everyone needs it
Everyone wants it
Everyone, uh, everyone
Everyone wants it
Everyone needs it
Everyone, everyone, everyone

Want it, love it, need it
(Whoa)
I can't give a reason
(No)
Spent my whole night fiending
(Dope)
Tryna fit in, these kids
(Broke)

If I hit another one now
Imma choke
Most of my partners
In love with the smoke
The mirrors appearing
Inside of my scope

We in the club with
Dimes and dro
Ride the wave
Don't rock the boat
Light it again
If you want em to know

Chiefing that shit
Like a veteran
Creasing the letterman
Peek in my eyes
Don't tell me it's red in them

Slipping my focus, uh
Most of you
Love all the fake shit, huh
The hocus pocus

Getting so high
Offa ya own scent
Thinking it's potent

Pepe le pew, in the pew
You looking at God as the culprit
Look, look

Dom got the key to the health
Can't fuck with these kids
No Keenan and Kel
Eyes on the bread
I'm reading in braille
Don't be talking no shit
I can't handle the smell
(Wait)

I'm still in the club
And they rolling the dub
Burning my fingers
Holding the nub
I feel like I'm Liam
In Buster Scruggs
Chilling w chickens
Because of the buzz

Want it, love it, need it
(Whoa)
I can't give a reason
(No)
Spent my whole night fiending
(Dope)
Tryna fit in, these kids
(Broke)

That 1800
Got me acting a fool
I ain't really want it
Knock it back to be cool
Pour me another
Got something to prove
We in the club
It's a quarter to two

I'm in need of a breather
She got her the Fever
She said that she Evel Knievel
And down to do either

I got a habit
Of being attracted
To women that's lethal
Look, look

If I drink another one now
Imma choke
Most of my partners
In love with the
(Whoa)
Most of my partners
Can't handle the proof

Me, I got problems
With handling truth
Feel like a animal out
On the loose
Fuck what you think
That you came here to do

Want it, love it, need it
(Whoa)
I can't give a reason
(No)
Spent my whole night fiending
(Dope)
Tryna fit in, these kids
(Broke)

Want it, love it, need it
(Whoa)
I can't give a reason
(No)
Spent my whole night fiending
(Dope)
Tryna fit in, these kids
(Broke)



Credits
Writer(s): Dom Montas
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