Fried for the Night
And I said to myself (Self!)
Check this out
Superpowers, April showers, fuck me 'til I can't come down
Move it slower, ride it fast, going through some real shit now
Cotton candy in my cup, sour patches, pucker up
Can I trust you, can I tell you
Something that you won't let out?
Uh-uh
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing' down, yeah
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing' down
Looking for love in all of these drugs (Pipe down)
For some release in all of this weed, yo
Ooh, it's tragic, boo-boo, it's tragic
Turned me to a savage
I'ma split your cabbage
Sipping Henny from a chalice, from the West-West shawty
I'm the best yet shawty, I don't flex-flex shawty
Looking for love in all of these drugs
Maybe the greatest they'll ever be, yeah
Dynamite, okay, alright
On the count of three, run back to me
Yeah, I got trophies, got no ID
Yeah, I got paper, nowhere to be
All dissolved, nothing's what it seems (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Love is lost
Catch me in your dreams (Peek a boo, peek a boo, peek a boo)
Heart chakra, hair down to her crotch (Yeah)
Pull it back, then she paint it green (Yeah)
Superpowers, April showers, fuck me 'til I can't come down
Move it slower, ride it fast, going' through some real shit now
Cotton candy in my cup, sour patches, pucker up
Can I trust you, can I tell you
Something that you won't let out?
I go through shit, don't die
Hakuna matata, running straight through the night
Been telling these mamas in and outta here, bye now
Probably gon' stay next time
Don't make no promises, least I'm honest
I know I'm always gon' change my mind
I know 2020 come with hindsight
I know the blind keep leading the blind
Like, what we gon' do? Shit, what we gon' do?
Then what we gon' do? Y'all live in a loop
I'm living on shuffle in the 942
Smoke, fuck, pray, hustle, that's all that I do
I see signs in the sky all the time, I just follow my cue
Better than what I been through
Never not living my truth
Time and space, sideways figure eight (Mmm-mmm)
Just another day of rushing just to wait (Mmm-mmm)
Play with faith, maybe fate will trade (Mmm-mmm)
Who's to say? Won't know 'til too late
Looking' for love in all of these drugs (Pipe down)
For some release in all of this weed, yo
Ooh, it's tragic, boo-boo, it's tragic
Turned me to to a savage
I'ma split your cabbage
Sipping Henny from a chalice, from the West-West shawty
I'm the best yet shawty, I don't flex-flex shawty
Looking for love in all of these drugs
Maybe the greatest they'll ever be, yeah
Dynamite, okay, alright
On the count of three, run back to me
Yeah, I got trophies, got no ID
Yeah, I got paper, nowhere to be
All dissolved, nothing's what it seems (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Love is lost
Catch me in your dreams (Peek a boo, peek a boo, peek a boo)
Heart chakra, hair down to her crotch (Yeah)
Pull it back, then she paint it green (Yeah)
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing down, yeah
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing down
Check this out
Superpowers, April showers, fuck me 'til I can't come down
Move it slower, ride it fast, going through some real shit now
Cotton candy in my cup, sour patches, pucker up
Can I trust you, can I tell you
Something that you won't let out?
Uh-uh
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing' down, yeah
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing' down
Looking for love in all of these drugs (Pipe down)
For some release in all of this weed, yo
Ooh, it's tragic, boo-boo, it's tragic
Turned me to a savage
I'ma split your cabbage
Sipping Henny from a chalice, from the West-West shawty
I'm the best yet shawty, I don't flex-flex shawty
Looking for love in all of these drugs
Maybe the greatest they'll ever be, yeah
Dynamite, okay, alright
On the count of three, run back to me
Yeah, I got trophies, got no ID
Yeah, I got paper, nowhere to be
All dissolved, nothing's what it seems (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Love is lost
Catch me in your dreams (Peek a boo, peek a boo, peek a boo)
Heart chakra, hair down to her crotch (Yeah)
Pull it back, then she paint it green (Yeah)
Superpowers, April showers, fuck me 'til I can't come down
Move it slower, ride it fast, going' through some real shit now
Cotton candy in my cup, sour patches, pucker up
Can I trust you, can I tell you
Something that you won't let out?
I go through shit, don't die
Hakuna matata, running straight through the night
Been telling these mamas in and outta here, bye now
Probably gon' stay next time
Don't make no promises, least I'm honest
I know I'm always gon' change my mind
I know 2020 come with hindsight
I know the blind keep leading the blind
Like, what we gon' do? Shit, what we gon' do?
Then what we gon' do? Y'all live in a loop
I'm living on shuffle in the 942
Smoke, fuck, pray, hustle, that's all that I do
I see signs in the sky all the time, I just follow my cue
Better than what I been through
Never not living my truth
Time and space, sideways figure eight (Mmm-mmm)
Just another day of rushing just to wait (Mmm-mmm)
Play with faith, maybe fate will trade (Mmm-mmm)
Who's to say? Won't know 'til too late
Looking' for love in all of these drugs (Pipe down)
For some release in all of this weed, yo
Ooh, it's tragic, boo-boo, it's tragic
Turned me to to a savage
I'ma split your cabbage
Sipping Henny from a chalice, from the West-West shawty
I'm the best yet shawty, I don't flex-flex shawty
Looking for love in all of these drugs
Maybe the greatest they'll ever be, yeah
Dynamite, okay, alright
On the count of three, run back to me
Yeah, I got trophies, got no ID
Yeah, I got paper, nowhere to be
All dissolved, nothing's what it seems (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Love is lost
Catch me in your dreams (Peek a boo, peek a boo, peek a boo)
Heart chakra, hair down to her crotch (Yeah)
Pull it back, then she paint it green (Yeah)
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing down, yeah
Fried for the night, yeah
No slowing down
Credits
Writer(s): Holly Holladay Lamar, Janey Schram, Graham Mchugh
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