1F2F (Dysomia Remix)

Lyrics: Joshua Patterson/Jordan Capozzi/Marlowe Crosland Music: Nils Rondhuis/Jim Taihuttu/Anton Twile Nielsen/Jens Espersen/Rasmus Mygind Korsby/Joshua Patterson/Jordan Capozzi/Marlowe Crosland/Uladzislau Kulbitski/Uladzislau Kouchuk All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up (Okay, okay, okay, one more time, I'm ready) All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me, run up All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me, run up Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two Two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two— And we don't give not one ****, two **** (All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two ****) Damn, Dysomnia (All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me, run up)

All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two ****, two ****, two ****, two **** Two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two Two, two, two, two, two, two, two, two— And we don't give not one ****, two **** Damn, Dysomnia

Damn

(All my bitches stay geeked up, freaked up Bling'd up, bling blow, trees loud, cheeks out And we don't give not one ****, two **** In fact, I'm drunk, try me, run up)

(In fact, I'm drunk, try me, run up)