[Intro: Rittz]
I wrote this song on mushrooms, I get all f***** up
It's like an illusion, I throw up, look in the toilet
It's like paradise, it felt so great
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Have you ever been to outer s***e?
Tour bus living liquor bottles all over, no counter s***e
Evaluating 'em I'm like what's the future's hard to calculate (Calculate)
p***** off, but you gotta look at everybody putting on a smiley face
Like you seen the sun shinning on a cloudy day
You like the overcast you really hope it's that
Cause you like the darkness it's comforts you
Like-like-like-like-like a compass do
Buzzer 'em like you just-just blew a cazoo
Higher than a middle school kid huffing glue
Suckin' helium out from the balloon
Vick's vapor rub sticks, we snort for fun
Knowing that the real s*** was coming soon
And Stevie Wonder song the tune I heard it backwards
(Erus Rof) closed my eyes and saw blackbirds
Eating on a dead raccoon
Started thinking back when I was scared to say bad words
Before for the internet making up Facebook passwords
I see Casper floating in my room
When I pray maybe I should come down and pray afterwords
People kill deer for their antlers
I didn't really wanna pet one
I didn't really wanna let one live
On some futuristic s*** like a Jetsons
Yes man flirting with my home boy's step mom
Thumbin' through my pop's old record collection
Take a sniff then I drift into depth with my headphones
Staying on the floor in the restroom yes I'm
[Hook: Rittz] (2X)
Looking at the world with my eye lids shut
We give it all to live but when we die then what
My high's electrifying like the lightning struck
I look up in the sky and hope that I end up
In heaven, heaven
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
You m************, hey
Hey, pass me the squeegee (Somebody threw up)
I'm about sick of you and Newport doin' c**e (On my bus)
A'ight, Newport ain't doin' c**e but (You are) and (So far)
You done brought 2 hoes backstage (The the the Sammy Hagar)
You told me 3 hoes was Dio cause they was (Headbanging)
Or you could be certain that the meat curtains (Was hanging)
Hey let me get another shot of Jack (f*** YOU!)
What?! Oh you drank it all (f*** YOU!)
f*** it where's the Canadian mist
Now I'm on some plastic bottle drinking s***
And my tour manager's looking for somewhere to sink his d***
(Brooklyn!) Represent, represent-sent
Tribe called meth, represent, represent-sent
The bottle ain't girl for queen queen
Two bottles of ways to swim badadduuu duduuu
And I mean that from the bottom of my nuts
3 more shots of moonshine I do fine, I
[Hook: Rittz & Yelawolf] (2X)
I wrote this song on mushrooms, I get all f***** up
It's like an illusion, I throw up, look in the toilet
It's like paradise, it felt so great
[Verse 1: Rittz]
Have you ever been to outer s***e?
Tour bus living liquor bottles all over, no counter s***e
Evaluating 'em I'm like what's the future's hard to calculate (Calculate)
p***** off, but you gotta look at everybody putting on a smiley face
Like you seen the sun shinning on a cloudy day
You like the overcast you really hope it's that
Cause you like the darkness it's comforts you
Like-like-like-like-like a compass do
Buzzer 'em like you just-just blew a cazoo
Higher than a middle school kid huffing glue
Suckin' helium out from the balloon
Vick's vapor rub sticks, we snort for fun
Knowing that the real s*** was coming soon
And Stevie Wonder song the tune I heard it backwards
(Erus Rof) closed my eyes and saw blackbirds
Eating on a dead raccoon
Started thinking back when I was scared to say bad words
Before for the internet making up Facebook passwords
I see Casper floating in my room
When I pray maybe I should come down and pray afterwords
People kill deer for their antlers
I didn't really wanna pet one
I didn't really wanna let one live
On some futuristic s*** like a Jetsons
Yes man flirting with my home boy's step mom
Thumbin' through my pop's old record collection
Take a sniff then I drift into depth with my headphones
Staying on the floor in the restroom yes I'm
[Hook: Rittz] (2X)
Looking at the world with my eye lids shut
We give it all to live but when we die then what
My high's electrifying like the lightning struck
I look up in the sky and hope that I end up
In heaven, heaven
[Verse 2: Yelawolf]
You m************, hey
Hey, pass me the squeegee (Somebody threw up)
I'm about sick of you and Newport doin' c**e (On my bus)
A'ight, Newport ain't doin' c**e but (You are) and (So far)
You done brought 2 hoes backstage (The the the Sammy Hagar)
You told me 3 hoes was Dio cause they was (Headbanging)
Or you could be certain that the meat curtains (Was hanging)
Hey let me get another shot of Jack (f*** YOU!)
What?! Oh you drank it all (f*** YOU!)
f*** it where's the Canadian mist
Now I'm on some plastic bottle drinking s***
And my tour manager's looking for somewhere to sink his d***
(Brooklyn!) Represent, represent-sent
Tribe called meth, represent, represent-sent
The bottle ain't girl for queen queen
Two bottles of ways to swim badadduuu duduuu
And I mean that from the bottom of my nuts
3 more shots of moonshine I do fine, I
[Hook: Rittz & Yelawolf] (2X)