Remi Wolf - Photo ID lyrics

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Remi Wolf - Photo ID lyrics

[Intro: Dominic Fike] Ahaha, hahaha, sh*t, no Oh, fu*k Aw, man, tell the label Tell the label [Verse 1: Remi Wolf] New week, no sleep, no key, I lost 'em in the street And no, I can't see without you Billy and Badu, I'll follow you into any room ‘Cause I can't hear without you (sh*t gets weird when you talk about it) [Chorus: Remi Wolf] 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 ‘posed to be [Verse 2: Remi Wolf] b*tch, you fell asleep too fast I want my money back But I can't deal without you Stuck behind your beat, I kick my feet up You're so mean But I can't dream without you (sh*t gets weird when you talk about it) [Chorus: Remi Wolf & Dominic Fike] Lit in line, smile for the photo ID Inside, that's where we can be free Your highness (Yeah, ahaha), caught you sippin' on lean (Aight, pictures of my) Reminds me that's how it's ‘posed to be (Yeah-yeah-yeah, okay, okay) [Verse 3: Dominic Fike] Aight, 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 The sh*t that only happened in my wildest dreams The sh*t we talk about and listen to behind the screens And now we tryna stream consciousness (Ayy) Baby, you be tryna stream songs like this I told you I just want to remember this I told you I be tryna create memories But everybody 'round me want a check Only thing that keep me out of 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 bed Is the photos on the wall back when we had it all So I be tryna keep track of it (Ayy) Catch and then it vanish like a magic trick (Ayy) ‘Specially when you was on Xans and sh*t (Ayy) Truthfully, I don't even understand that sh*t, another stanza My b*tch an actor, my homie managin', makin' sure that they payin' us I'm just a natural when it come to pickin' the brands up And I'm only twenty-five, G Tell that b*tch to take a picture for the photo ID (fu*k) [Chorus: Remi Wolf] 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 ‘posed to be [Bridge: Remi Wolf] Ooh, baby, turn off the light You're gonna make my body fry Ooh, baby, don't you cry sh*t gets weird when you talk about it Ooh, baby, turn off the light You're gonna make my body fry Ooh, baby, don't you cry sh*t gets weird when you talk about it [Chorus: Remi Wolf] 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 ‘posed to be

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