Underworld Orchestra

Ugh, call it a co-sign
I'm digging through ashes, thinking relaxed a feeling I won't find, I
Pop when it's show time
A couple I'm thinking at least that
On a speed track, you're making I'm taking at least half
She on ecstasy
I don't text her no, she right next to me
I wouldn't blame nobody for arresting me
Yeah you can take the body, not the rest of me yeah
Now you tryna jack my shit
My ideas are from a Thai stick
I re-tox whenever I'm sick
Forty dollar boxers on my dick
Too drunk to wake up
I'll try and make it through the day once, this month
But, it's always the next though
Blood been tainted from the get go
She do what I want cause I said so
Don't mind all the shine imma let show
Chewed all these boomers, I'm boomin like Metro
Fuck it I let go

Let go

Too much pressure I let go and might just send it
Fuck all the shit you sell might just rent it
Give it right back to you after I finish
Diamonds all in my mouth ain't see a dentist
Fucked up on the beach right in Venice
I'm so trippy in the waves
This ain't a sos I can't be saved
I'm at a rave
She doin molly she naked
We in the sun and we bakin
Lil Render roll over and give it to her
Shes never um masterbating
The racks keep coming in, we raking
Like the Vikings puffin purple rock gold
We never going to fold
Money so old that it's moldy
Stayin Alive like the BeeGees
Rockin a green faced Rollie
And I count blue faces so she's leaking on me
Where is my face I'm rolling hard
My body count is tolling up
Fuckk all the shit that you represent
Throw up devil horns and I'm heaven sent

Yeah, woah



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Writer(s): Alec Foss
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