[Intro: Blasskill]
Get off of the fucking phone right now
Do you know how much you’re missing out?
Get off of the fucking phone right now
Do you know how much you’re missing out?
[Verso 1: Blasskill]
4:28, I was walking down the street, yuh
Drunk as fuck, couldn't believe what I seen, yuh
Seeing shit like I was on a 90s screen, yuh
Found a dead body, her name Marceline, yuh
That was the chick I met at a gig two years ago
Right around september, if I remember, so
She told me I looked cute and I blushed, no joke
She asked for my number, and I said: “for sure”
We hung out a few times
She made me feel so high, on the sky
I never felt so light in my life
Cloud Nine
She was my ticket to heaven, yet she ripped it apart
Yet I’m still glad for that, fuck, what
Tried to get it with me cause i got cash
To those kind of people we need to wash
Their concept of love
It ain't that soft
It’s something harsh and unfair
And you don’t find it everywhere
[Puente: Blasskill]
Get off of the fucking phone right now
Do you know how much you’re missing out?
Get off of the fucking phone right now
Do you know how much you’re missing out?
[Verso 2: Blasskill]
4:28, I was walking down the street, yuh
Drunk as fuck, couldn't believe what I seen, yuh
Seeing shit like I was on a 90s screen, yuh
Found a dead body, her name Marceline, yuh
That was the chick I met at a gig two years ago
Right around september, if I remember, so
She told me I looked cute and I blushed, no joke
She asked for my number, and I said: “for sure”
We hung out a few times
She made me feel so high, on the sky
I never felt so light in my life
Cloud Nine
She was my ticket to heaven, yet she ripped it apart
Yet I’m still glad for that, fuck, what
Tried to get it with me cause i got cash
To those kind of people we need to wash