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5pm: Flame Video (MV)




Performed By: Aurora Vice
Length: 2:25
Written by: Henri Martel




Aurora Vice - 5pm: Flame Lyrics




Daydreams about lightin up with a stack of flamin' Benjamins
All we got black silk suits 'cause you know we're nothing but heathens
All black tints hide our eyes 'cause you know out city's lit
F*ck the wave, give us the loot, movin' quick like midnight bandits

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame

Chrome to my dome, pull the trigga
Wake up resurrected as the coldest killa
West coast thrilla
Ain't no one reala
All these boys tryina get nasty
But Stacy's mom gettin' at me
Patron pourin' in ma system
Goin' savage I ain't listenin'

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame

Cups in the air, we don't really care
Cups in the air, heathens everywhere
Cups in the air, we don't really care
Cups in the air, we're heathens everywhere

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame
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Daydreams about lightin up with a stack of flamin' Benjamins
All we got black silk suits 'cause you know we're nothing but heathens
All black tints hide our eyes 'cause you know out city's lit
F*ck the wave, give us the loot, movin' quick like midnight bandits

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame

Chrome to my dome, pull the trigga
Wake up resurrected as the coldest killa
West coast thrilla
Ain't no one reala
All these boys tryina get nasty
But Stacy's mom gettin' at me
Patron pourin' in ma system
Goin' savage I ain't listenin'

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame

Cups in the air, we don't really care
Cups in the air, heathens everywhere
Cups in the air, we don't really care
Cups in the air, we're heathens everywhere

Gonna drink till the sun come up
Don't really care what in my cup
Don't know your name, but it's all the same
Only alive for the flame
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Writer: Henri Martel
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