Here's the part where I tell it like it is Time isn't wasted when you're wasted Popping bottles like it's our last night Who's with me? Can you keep up with me? They watch my life between the cracks They never even mind I'm high anyways They've been

Boom, boom, boom, open the door, ATF Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left Hit the basement, go through the replacement door Come up in my neighbor's yard, with a taste for war You know I laced the four, with the hollows Crack the safe, grab

See us come to award shows we're like (Oh yeah) Can we get more of those, they're like (Oh yeah) See us keep blowin' up, we're like (Oh yeah) See Jimmy can crack corn but I don't care See me in your videos, I'm like (Oh yeah) See me right up close,

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time To listen to me whine About nothing and everything, all at once? I am one of those

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

You don't like me I don't like you Middle fingers up Get the-get the fuck up Middle fingers up Crack it, crack it, crack it Put your fists up Crack it, crack it Ooh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Sometimes I give myself the creeps Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me It all keeps adding up I think I'm cracking up Am I just paranoid? Do you have the time to listen to me whine About nothing and everything all at once I am one of those Melodramatic

It's a bonfire, turn the lights out I'm burnin' everything you muthafuckas talk about Okay, it's Childish Gambino, homegirl drop it like the NASDAQ Move white girls like there's coke up my asscrack Move black girls cause, man, fuck it, I'll do either I

You should be here, standing with your arm around me here Cutting up, cracking a cold beer Saying cheers, hey y'all it's sure been a good year It's one of those moments, that's got your name written all over it You should be here Aw you should be here

Nine exits north of Las Vegas, Vegas In the back room of the El Mago Casino Under a portrait of Doris Day And a pair of C-notes Soft candy betting hard eight Not quite how you laid it out for me When we split up that night, that night Coming out of the