Photo ID (with Dominic Fike)

Shit no, no
 Ah, man
 Tell the label, tell the label
 No weed, no sleep, no key
 I lost 'em in the street
 And no, I can't see without you
 Billie and Badu
 I'll follow you into any room
 'Cause I can't hear without you
 (Shit gets weird when you talk about it)
 Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
 Inside, that's where we can be free
 Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean
 Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be
 Bitch, you fell asleep too fast
 I want my money back
 But I can't be without you
 Stuck behind your beat
 I kick my feet up, you're so mean
 But I can't dream without you
 (Shit gets weird when you talk about it)
 Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
 Inside, that's where we can be free
 Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean
 Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be
 Alright pictures of my friends on my Instagram
 And photos of my toes on my OnlyFans
 And visuals in these frames look better
 Than the ones that she posted on Facebook
 I'm ready when you wanna point
 That shoot that pop that Polaroid
 That screw that chop that lean that shit
 That only happen in my wildest dreams
 The shit we talk about and listen to behind the screens
 And I be tryna stream consciousness
 Baby, you be tryna stream songs like this
 I told you I just want to remember it
 I told you I be tryna create memories
 But e'rybody 'round me want a check
 Only thing that keep me outta that bag full of that white
 Or that bottle full of that red is photos on my desk
 Only thing that keep me out of my head when I'm in my bed
 Is the photos on the wall, back when we had it all
 So I've been tryna keep track of it
 Catch and it vanish like a magic trick
 Especially when we was on Xans and shit
 Truthfully, I don't even understand that shit
 Another stanza
 My bitch an actor, my homie managing
 Making sure that they payin' us
 I'm just a natural when it come to making the plans up
 And I'm only 25, G
 Tell that bitch to take a picture for the photo ID
 Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
 Inside, that's where we can be free
 Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean
 Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be
 Ooh, baby, turn out the light
 You're gonna make my body fight
 Ooh, baby, don't you cry
 Shit gets weird when you talk about it
 Ooh, baby, turn off the light
 You're gonna make my body fight
 Ooh, baby, don't you cry
 Shit gets weird when you talk about
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 Lit in line, smile for the photo ID
 Inside, that's where we can be free
 Your highness, caught you sippin' on lean
 Reminds me that's how it's supposed to be