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On the dot. 2 (6.0)

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V6-MINI

[Intro] Get ready Folks (drums roll in—boom) Digging around in this toy box Enjoy the fucking ride [Verse 1] Flipped lid Plastic wars on the carpet Old scars in a jar We still spark it Cracked screen But the playlist still hits Got a couch with a lean And a head full of tricks [Verse 3] Bass hits low Like a truck in the driveway Beer cans hum On the edge of the ashtray [Verse 4] Blue LED Glowing off the TV Somebody’s shoes By the door, still muddy [Verse 5] Old flame Still works in a busted lighter One deep breath And the room gets brighter [Verse 6] Snack crumbs In the fold of the futon Laugh track up Till the whole night’s moved on [Verse 7] Bent spoon On the desk by the window Late shift mood But we keep it mellow [Verse 8] Phone off Let the group chat sit there We’re right here With the bass in the wrist hair [Verse 9] Cheap lock On the box with the stickers Same old stash And the stories get thicker [Verse 10] Floor shakes When the sub hits the corner Heads nod slow Like we’re all on to something [Verse 11] No rush Just the clock and the thump of it Hands in the air Let the whole room bump with it [Verse 12] If it fades We’ll laugh and reload it One more round And the night stays loaded [Pre-Chorus] Who said growing up was required? Who said we can’t stay wired? Laugh till the neighbors complain Then laugh at the neighbors again (hey!) [Chorus] Four-twenty on the dot, here we go Hands up, whole room moving slow Grab them papers Roll that wish Pass that glass Take a little kiss Anything you need to get your mind right This is it Four-twenty on the dot, here we go Everybody knows what time it is Toy box open, let it spill Pick your poison, pick your thrill Anything you need to get your mind right This is it (yeah) [Verse 2] Card deck Missin’ queens But we kings tonight Beat-up speakers Still hit just right Inside joke On repeat till it ain’t funny Then it circles right back Now we crying laughing Ugly (oh yeah) [Bridge] Who’s got the light? Who called in sick? Who turned a Tuesday night Into this? [Chorus] Four-twenty on the dot, here we go Hands up, whole room moving slow Grab them papers Roll that wish Pass that glass Take a little kiss Anything you need to get your mind right This is it Four-twenty on the dot, here we go Everybody knows what time it is Toy box open, let it spill Pick your poison, pick your thrill Anything you need to get your mind right This is it (ride it out) [Outro] Get ready Folks One last hit One last laugh tonight Digging around in this toy box Enjoy the fucking ride