Filthy beat

Hey fam, you know what?

Saw your ting in the rave last night Got with some dude

Pizzas on production

Yeah, for real You know what?

She left with him a bit after as well,

fam Nah

Yeah

Stories in the night,

whispers turn to fights She moved quick,

left the circle

in a

twist

Tension rising slow, eyes on the floor

Left with him quick,

story in the mix (yeah)

Rave lights fade, choices made in haste Talk spreads fast,

nothing stays the same

Beat hits hard, no turning back

Quiet

now, thoughts

in

the air

Left with him quick,

story in the mix (yeah)

Fade into the

night, tales

left untold