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Boba tea, Tesla, fried chicken, Hollywood nights, Every vibe we kickin’—straight up *gnarly* lights. New b**t got me shook, swear it’s outta sight, “Is this real?” Yeah, we sparkin’ up the night. [Pre-Chorus] Gang, gang rollin’ deep in the studio heat, Out tonight, no sleep, yeah, we takin’ the street. This track’s fire, hold tight, let the bassline repeat, Now scream it loud—*gnarly* to the b**t. [Chorus] Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, everything’s *gnarly*, Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, life’s a wild party. Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, we don’t do it barely, Stack the cash, c***h the scene—*gnarly*, yeah, we starry. [Post-Chorus] Hottie, hottie, flames like a bag of Takis, I’m the shit, no cap, call me *gnarly* Bae-kis. Copycats? Obvi’, they just wish they could match this, I’m the wave, I’m the vibe—catch it, no practice. [Verse 2] Mansion views got ‘em green, yeah, the jealousy’s loud, “Don’t talk to me”—*gnarly* vibes, I’m crowdin’ the cloud. B**t for haters? Nah, keep it boring, stay proud, Jealousy’s a ghost, but my spotlight’s too proud. [Bridge] *(Gang, gang!)* Nights in the Hills, we ain’t playin’ it tame, Every sip, every drip, got the *gnarly* flame. Jealousy’s cheap, but my swag’s designer frame, Drop the mic, break the net—*gnarly*’s my name. [Chorus] Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, everything’s *gnarly*, Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, life’s a wild party. Na-na-na, na-na-*gnarly*, we don’t do it barely, Stack the cash, c***h the scene—*gnarly*, yeah, we starry. [Outro] *(Echoing ad-libs fade with trap beats)*