Lyrics

[Verse 1: Dorian Duvall] I just came to life in a year, fucking stressing Double tied knots coming loose, I was tripping man Fucking with these women man Blowing all the contraband I was going mad, pulling hair in my underwear Routine really kills me when it's not making sense But what is not making sense, is what I do in a pinch Like the yellow pages, nigga I was wasting paper Ill behavior, signing wavers Mind bending, needing favors Demons trying to chase me, I was 'bout to fucking flip Management talking shit, I never took the hint Dude never had the flavor man, just a name on paper scan Consider me Satan man, I really need a saving plan [Hook: Alex Turner] The feeling we get When we are falling Far The feeling we get When we all fall in Line [Bridge] Damn nigga (Wassup?) Last year, man I was on some drugs (You was on some drugs?) I was on some women Nigga, I was fucked up [Verse 2] Twenty seven years young, hung like a horse I'm the main course I'm the reason you're divorced I'm that inner voice Now I'm banging in your system Probably thought that I retired, man I don't just expire, man Niggas feel the power and they feel like they popping but When I hit the powder I be moving like a rocket bruh Walking semi-circles man Flooded out like Urkel (bleep) Styled out in dapper dans Classic case of spastic hands At times, my vision is distorted I wanna lash out when I'm in my room recording Visions of my dream girl froze in that position We'll be making smoothies while we fucking in the kitchen And getting twisted while we blending And then spooning by the fire Dreams of vacation man, moment of creation Whole weekend of sedation While my dick stay inflated [Hook] (x2)