Chyeah
They been waitin' for me
Hahaha
What the fuck? The fuck?

Feel the mornin' on my face
Ain't a pill that I didn't take
Just a lifetime 'cause it's been a long day
'Cause I'ma sleep when I R.I.P, ba-da-ba-dum

Flashbacks, relapses
Camera flash and don't forget your hashtag
Rucksack, uh, white stacks
You're a dead man, had better rid of that gat
You gonna run game, it don't ever run you, uh
When they bitchin' on your name, you say, "Fuck you too, too"
You say fuck a court case, give detective no clues, clues
'Cause I'm Indiana J when I'm trippin' on the juice
Well, let's get real quiet

Feel so, feel so stupid
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Yeah-yeah, talk to me

'Bout to make a big deal, uproar
And I'm in for the kill, La Roux
Bitches lookin' like a meal, contour
Percocetin' 'til we can't feel no more
And I smoked somethin' that gon' knock me out, out
But somehow this body just won't stay down, down, down
Well, let's get real quiet

Feel the mornin' on my face
Ain't a pill that I didn't take (ba-da-ba-dum)
Just a lifetime 'cause it's been a long day (ba-da-ba-dum)
'Cause I'ma sleep when I R.I.P, ba-da-ba-dum

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Timothy Lee Mckenzie