Gatorade Bong

Lyrics

[Chorus 1: Joyride & Seth Sentry] Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal It's nothing personal Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal (Yeah) It's nothing personal (Ayy) [Verse 1: Seth Sentry] Drop from the cloud, hit the ground runnin' Ghost in the bottle float round, I'm haunted Ooh, the sour way too loud for me Turn the volume all the way down on me I just wanna learn how to drown, let me Ooh, you so holier than thou, it's funny Tryna be more myself, love me Tryna be more myself, don't ask me nothin' I'm far too stupid, you're far too angry Don't ask me nothin', don't ask me nothin' Yeah, I'll prolly make a few mistakes Get it backwards, I bet you can't wait to see it happen Well, fuck it, yeah Leave me there in the middle of the bridge while you're choppin' at the edges Yeah Revenge is a dish served pipin' hot before breakfast Yeah Seasoned with best intentions, tweet it, check your mentions I'm too hungry for a Twitter feed I'm too hungry for a soundbite, uh I'm just tryna be a better me Tryna do the shit in real life, uh A little hole for the down pipe Make it airtight [Pre-Chorus 1: Seth Sentry] And it's been too long Yeah But I still know how to make a sweet Gatorade bong Yeah And I don't really smoke no more Yeah But, boy, you keep eggin' me on [Chorus 1: Joyride] Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal It's nothing personal Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal It's nothing personal [Verse 2: Seth Sentry] Yeah Man, it's like wait, wait, wait No, that ain't what I meant, gimme time to explain Wait, wait, wait I'm just tryna ask why I don't really feel no way Wait, wait, wait Fine, tell me where to sign, tell me what I wanna say Wait, wait, wait Fine Well, fuck your feelings, fuck your blogs Fuck opinions, fuck your Gods Fuck your channels, fuck your feed, fuck your judgement I don't need it, please don't ask me nothin', I'm too weeded Best of luck, I truly mean it He's a snowflake, he's a cuck He's with them or she's with us, I'm just tryna be a better me Tryna do the shit in real life, uh Yeah, fuck stardom Yeah, fuck bein' famous, fuck bein' A-list Fuck tryna make it, it's just too dangerous It's way more fun when they don't know what your name is Way more fun just gettin' faded Yeah, there's too much fakeness Too many traitors, too many sadists Pourin' out champagne for your failures I'ma steal a bit of hose from the neighbours [Pre-Chorus 2: Seth Sentry] Man, it's been too long Yeah, it's been too long, yeah But I still know how to make a sweet Gatorade bong Sweet Gatorade bong, yeah And I don't really smoke no more And I don't really smoke no more, yeah But, boy, you keep eggin' me on On And it's been too long But I still know how to make a sweet Gatorade bong And I don't really smoke no more But, boy, you keep eggin' me on, eggin' me on [Chorus 1: Joyride] Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal It's nothing personal Don't reply, just let me Go smoke on my own It's nothing personal It's nothing personal