Privilously Poncheezied

Lyrics

[Intro: Jonny Craig] Feel light as it flows And flows [Verse 1: Jonny Craig, Will Swan] Can't hide the fact that we're both here (Runnin' rampant round town with my head in the ground But that's just s-u-p-p-o-s-e) Don't let it go, we're so scared (How it's suppose to be Me in the trunk making audible thumps) Draw the line, he knows (And we break and we dip and we crash and we fly But it's not really a big deal, I'm a tolerable guy) Peel back the book for a while (In the age of piss when the old man whistles Yeah I'm late, but don't remind me of our separate pistols) [Verse 2: Jon Mess] I'm ballistically drunk, I'm a triumphant lump I'm an instant glow ball coffee syrup florist filled gunk That beat is mystically drunk, I'm a triumphant lump I'm an instant glow ball coffee syrup de clog your gunk (De clog your gunk De clog your gunk) Gunk, drunk, gunk, drunk [Chorus: Jonny Craig] It's only funny in the back side of love Well, I won't let it break my self-esteem Oh, it's only funny in the back side of love We'll open our graves [Post-Chorus: Jon Mess] Move on, I caught you instantly Move on, you stomping elephant Move on, I caught you instantly Move on, you stomping elephant [Verse 3: Jonny Craig] But I'd hate to say no When it comes to those beautiful blue eyes And I'd hate to say no When it comes to those beautiful fuckin' eyes Hold on girl, well, I promise that we'll have it all Hold on girl, well, I promise that we'll have it all [Interlude: Spoken Word] Hello, I will talk to you, I have some things to go over with Are you mad or spectacular? Yes, yes so, so, so, so fifi fifi Yes but my face has been melted Hello? I will talk to you Are you mad or spectacular? [Chorus: Jonny Craig] It's only funny in the back side of love Well I won't let it break my self-esteem It's only funny in the back side of love We'll open our graves [Outro: Jon Mess] You've got loud as fuck sighs You know how to fake cry You've got that ostrich beak that's lowering your skill in sneak You've got loud as fuck sighs You know how to fake cry You've got that ostrich beak that's lowering your skill in sneak You've got loud as fuck sighs You know how to fake cry You got, you got, you got, you got me