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chef nav - teenage fantasy lyrics

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i met this girl her name brittney, she fl!cked a lil spear at my heart when i (met her eye) (spear throw)
but oh she too shy, super nervous around me, she twirling her hair looking (kinda fine)
(fine)
we meet on the roof, with a measly gram and a half, but we knew we would (catch a vibe)
(oh yeah)
i know her heart racing she hyperventilating crazy like…
(hyperventilation)
i’m like breath, breath, breath
then tell me (whatsup,) you can’t be anxious when the smoke (fill your lungs) (woosh)
come and party, you could (come the club)
(y’a dig)
issa weekday but we (don’t give a f+ck)
(h+ll naw)
i’m crushing crushing hoping that you say (yep,) if i swipe my amex through your lips (will you come) (oooooooo)
daddy’s jaguar got the (keys to your heart,) come joyride with (ferris bueller)
abra ca da bra, i conjure vibes and that’s (clear) (soooo clear)
baby submit to this feeling, the body high ain’t it (perfect)
tell me you f+ck with this college life, we ain’t (learning,) skipping those lectures, till finals are closer, the rsos watching from sides and we (curse em)
we young, smart and high, saying yolo you (know it)
(oh oh yeah)
we vibe all the time… does that sh+t need a motive?
hook
baby…
your weed smoke, that’s our breeze
we living in the (teenage fantasy)
(that’s right…)
cheep cheep, that’s our beach, (beach)
we skinnydipping, tripping off a (tab or three)
(oh my…)
b+tch i don’t plan to leave, i walk on purple clouds thinking (heaven’s reached)
(i’m so high…)
no i don’t plan to leave (leave), i’m never coming down and they (asking me…)
(but why…)

verse
(yaaaa)
we get higher and higher until laughing gas at my peak, it jus (ain’t enough) (no no)
i think that the mandy my plan b, escatically dancing with faces i (start to blur)
yeah the dopamine worth it, i love serotonin, i know that i’ve (lost too much) (foreal)
it’s getting late, in morning, the night it died slowly, i’ll find my (lil partner) (ohhhh)
through foggy vision i see that this girl looking dreadful, i guess that she (had too much)
( what, what what)
i’m like what’s the deal, was the norepinephrine her ending, she panicking badly (huh) (oooooooo)
oh wait… i swear that’s foam at her mouth, (mouth) mia wallace is (outta luck) (yeah)
ok… this ain’t a joke anymore someone call us an (ambulance) like…

bridge
(pulp fiction sample)
(ambulance 911 sounds playing)
hook
baby…
your weed smoke, that’s our breeze
we living in the teenage fantasy
that’s right…
cheep cheep, that’s our beach
we skinnydipping, tripping off a tab or three
oh my…
b+tch i don’t plan to leave, i walk on purple clouds thinking heaven’s reached
i’m so high…
no i don’t plan to leave, i’m never coming down and they asking me…
but why…

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