Lyrics

It was more than just a concept, couldn't shape it with the clay Used to love me so hard, leave me in a haze My lotus garden petals in the face So we drop the pen then we head to outer space Yeah I brought the gin, well I hope you brought the chase The high is setting in when I feel you vibrate This life we're livin' in guess we'll see how far it bends 'Til I push every limit 'til it breaks Hold up, I'm feeling something nice right now Don't you dare think for a second, just roll with it Like a mosh pit tearing up the crowd I embrace the chaos and I take control of it Oh, yeah, I'm young gunnin', young gunnin' still up on my wave Bet it's one hundred, one hundred straight on 'til the grave And all of those movements you make baby They drive me in fucking sane hold up, hold up I'm feelin somethin nice right now Think I got some vertigo (Woah) Which way is up? I don't know Yeah, I'm fifty drunk and fifty stoned My skin is red, my heart is gold This type of life is all we know This type of life is all we know Yeah, the feds they got my iPhone tapped from that time I tweeted fuck the capital was feeling bold like every time I send a stupid text to my ex I miss more than just the sex I miss holding you on sunsets and lifting up that sundress That I got you down in Tamarindo Bay It was too tight barely fit around your legs You were hitting squats like every single day Tryna drive me crazy, oh my God it's working Take me for a ride, watch your head spin away Take me for a ride, watch your head spin away Hold up, I'm feeling something nice right now Don't you dare think for a second, just roll with it Like a mosh pit tearing up the crowd I embrace the chaos and I take control of it Oh, yeah, I'm young gunnin', young gunnin' still up on my wave Bet it's one hundred, one hundred straight on 'til the grave And all of those movements you make baby They drive me in fucking sane hold up, hold up I'm feelin' somethin nice right now (I'm feelin' somethin nice) I'm feelin' somethin nice right now (I'm feelin' somethin nice) Hold up, hold up, Hold up, hold up (I'm feelin' somethin nice) I'm feelin' somethin nice right now Like a mosh pit tearing up the crowd I embrace the chaos and I take control of it Oh, yeah, I'm young gunnin', young gunnin' still up on my wave Bet it's one hundred, one hundred straight on 'til the grave And all of those movements you make baby They drive me in fucking sane hold up, hold up I'm feelin' somethin nice right now I'm feelin' somethin nice right now I'm feelin' somethin nice I'm feelin' somethin nice right now