Good Lord!
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!
You never knew you wanted
This heavy hit of tonic
The ceiling is euphoric
Why don’t you jump up off it? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck getting sideways
I’m about to flip a dollar (cash)
Just to spend the profit (cash)
On the last party (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On the face of the cosmic (crash)
Earthquake: seismic (crash)
It’s gon’ take the heimlich (yeah)
Earth days fast expiring (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This here our last wave
On the roof wylin’
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!
Adjust your eyes my way
We out to fly my way
Re-stack the lines my way
Oversized, got
Pillies like beach balls
Billies ten feet tall
End up in amidst a sideways fridge
A bath filled with chips
Screamin’ no, no, no, no, no!
5 star Michelin
Nice don’t matter when you’re
Batter be fatter than a crack stash tin
On a Lohan binge
And your face caves in
Michael Jackson shit
Better swim in the sink hole
Kyrie Irving
Dive off the Earth
It’s ending
But if our impending doom
Is now offending you
Then your exit’s due, like
Damn
Like Firefly season 2
Damn
Like Cosby serving you a
Drank
Like APA with Farooq
Damn (hey Kenny, please don’t sue)
This cup for a king
So we raid the kitchen sink
And we shotgun drinks
Like American police
And the hot tub is
Filled with liquor to the brim
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!
You never knew you wanted
This heavy hit of tonic
The ceiling is euphoric
Why don’t you jump up off it? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck getting sideways
I’m about to flip a dollar (cash)
Just to spend the profit (cash)
On the last party (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On the face of the cosmic (crash)
Earthquake: seismic (crash)
It’s gon’ take the heimlich (yeah)
Earth days fast expiring (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This here our last wave
On the roof wylin’
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!
We on the lost highway
Where shit can get sideways
We flip it up my way
We’re going all the way
So fuck being cautious
Bond is blood made
‘Cause this is not a moshpit
This a tidal wave (woo)
If you are feeling nauseous
Die another day
‘Cause we are gonna frontflip
Right up off the stage to the grave
So pray if you may
But we ain’t takin’ breaks
‘Cause this is not a moshpit
This a tidal wave
All-in every hand like this the last dance (this the last dance)
Throw ‘em where you stand like you the sandman (throw them hands)
But it’s a dreamland, fuck a Xanax (fuck a Xanax)
I take cocaine just to make me relax (hoo!)
Go to Mexico to ride the wave (ay, ay)
Texas hold ‘em pockets laced with ‘caine (ay, ay)
Fear and loathing, we ain’t never static
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!
You never knew you wanted
This heavy hit of tonic
The ceiling is euphoric
Why don’t you jump up off it? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fuck getting sideways
I’m about to flip a dollar (cash)
Just to spend the profit (cash)
On the last party (yeah, yeah, yeah)
On the face of the cosmic (crash)
Earthquake: seismic (crash)
It’s gon’ take the heimlich (yeah)
Earth days fast expiring (yeah, yeah, yeah)
This here our last wave
On the roof wylin’
Crowd surf out the attic
Shit gets dramatic
Good lord!