III alerts
On my phone
I Can't help
But ignore
Orange juice flowing next to Buddha's head
Kept in the booth
Enlightened on my way through
1:50 am on the watch
CTRL cooking this broth
Smelling good so far
Like it just took a shower
Wouldn't be good if we rather
Be driving around sunsets
Well, with this vibe
With this vibe
We come alive
We hound at nights
F*ck with my lot
Camera lies
But not these lines
I mean it when
I say skip the small talk
We can't be loved
We can be judged
We may be tough
Though We never rough
Whatever done
Never enough
No matter what
We always say stuff
That gets you hurt
Who threw the bone?
Got me hella stoned
Who knew. Not me
Buzz would grow on me
We set the tone
Here in the zone
Is it you on the phone?
Hold up
Bringing it right back cuz why the hell not man
I take my every chance
This shit is perfect like pineapple on a pizza. Goddamn
Truth be spoken
Im lit like a lamp
Wont fit as I am
Throw a fit
Kiss my ass
Goodbye. Bitch
Im a sadboi prick
With the sadboi flick
I just want to have some fun
On the road as I drift
All alone cuz of the rift
It's about the Vibe
We don't exist
Im politely outrageous
Off late i been out the cage
Testing my fate to the level
Till it don't vacate
All the hate for me inside of it
Wanted to drive you cray
I Guess I did
Now we on the highway
N we goin' my way
III alerts
On my phone
I Can't help
But ignore
Orange juice flowing next to Buddha's head
Kept in the booth
Enlightened on my way through