Yeah
Yeah
You heard the song straight, straight off my iPod
Straight off the Tumblr blog
I am a god, yes, sir
Keeping my money stacked up on the dresser
You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe
Bitch, look alive, I'm doing drugs tonight
Ones that I'm not prescribed, yeah
I'm cranking up
Old technology, shit out of luck
What do you want from me?
I'm having fun tonight
I'm doing drugs tonight, I
I'm cranking up
Old technology, fuck your critique (yeah)
Bitch, what do you want from me?
I need some peace of mind
I'm doing drugs tonight
I'm—, I'm—, I'm—
(I'm doing drugs tonight)
I'm—, I'm—, I'm—
(I need some peace of mind)
(I'm doing drugs tonight)
I want a new face, facing 'em all down
Don't wanna come around
Relapse into a bender
Big bag of rack on the dresser
You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe
I hope I die, I'm doing drugs tonight
Ones that I'm not prescribed, oh, I
I'm cranking up
Old technology, shit out of luck
What do you want from me?
I'm having fun tonight
I'm doing drugs tonight, I
I'm cranking up
Old technology, fuck your critique (yeah)
Bitch, what do you want from me?
I need some peace of mind
I'm doing drugs tonight
I'm—, I'm—, I'm—
(I'm doing drugs tonight)
Old technology (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah
(A place to tell them so)
I'm— (uh-uh), I'm— (uh-uh)
I'm doing drugs tonight (I'm—, uh)
I'm doing drugs tonight
(I'm—) I'm doing drugs tonight
(I'm—) I'm having fun
(I'm—) bitch, what do you want?
Peace of mind
Old technology (I'm—, uh-uh)
Old technology, yeah (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah
(I'm doing drugs tonight)
Old technology (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)
Old technology, yeah
