Letras
(Smoke)
Ay, let's go
Pack in my hand
I'm not breathing right
Ay, oh no
Looked in her eyes and I seen the light
And you know I really like to fall on you
But I might let you fall on me tonight
And you know I really like to stall on you
But I might let you stall on me tonight
I, I, I'm on that M-Way
Whi, whipping that Bentley
Don't do what your friends say
Just kick it like Sensei
Ay, let's go
Pack hit my lungs
Now I'm feeling nice
Told her you should come with me tonight
Yeah, I promise you we're gonna have a decent time
Whippin' that golf R, mapped to bits
And I don't give a fuck about the speeding fine
And she wanna take me for Wagyu steak
But I would've been fine with the beans and, beans and
C-D-G on my dome right now
Told her that we're not going home right now
Baked as fuck watching Hannah Montana
So I'm sorry that I can't pick up the phone right now
Ay, oh no
Yeah your touching my soul for real
Told my mother that I'll always be safe
And I told my mother that I won't sign no deal
And when I'm coming up I close my eyes
Fuck the leaving cert I didn't revise baby
Yeah, I'm having fun, I'm with my guys
We're going up but is that a surprise?
Put in work now I'm reaping benefits
Man I swear your ma's on benefits
I don't give a fuck, just send, send
Do it like Beckham and bend it
If it's nice, then spend it
If it's nice, then spend it
If it's nice, then, nice, then
(Smoke)
Pack in my hand
I'm not breathing right
Ay, oh no
Looked in her eyes and I seen the light
And you know I really to like fall on you
But I might let you fall on me tonight
And you know I really like stall on you
But I might let stall on me tonight