TGIF - Intellectual

[Intro]

Hold up, hold up

Put your hands in the air if you're not sober (Woah, ha)

Put your hands in the air if you're a stoner (Ha)

Put a lock, my door, 'cause I'm antisocial (Ha, ha)

Drop shots, my beer, put the night in motion

Show's not full but the front row's loud

She told me she prefer when my hair's grown out

(Hair's grown out, hair's grown out)

Would've looked clean in my merch, but it sold out

I love it when the bass bounce back

I put her in an Uber back to my gaff

I put a submarine my drink and drink fast

Got money on my mind and shoes and price tags

I'm watching one single second simply turn into days

I'm watchin' life and appreciate the heartache and pain, okay (Ha)

Tonight we get so drunk the world starts to spin

Spin, let's go

When I hop on stage I hear screams of my name

But when I step outside they stare at me sideways

And when the weekend comes, I'm thanking God it's Friday (Ha, ha)

It's Friday (Thank god it's Friday)

Yeah, thank God for Marlboros, yeah, thank God for bass

Yeah, thank God for audio, thank God for Js

Thank God for Redbull vodka, thank God the bars close late

Thank God for party rock, I'm thanking God for Mary Jane

Thank you for everything

Tonight we get so drunk the world starts to spin (Ha)