[Chorus -- Wilson Luxurious]

J-j-jimmy crack corn, and I don't care (wow)

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I'm all tore up, but I don't care (oh wow)

Pack white as albino hair

Can't handle the truth, I go there

The freaks at night, I go there

Your face scrunched up, but I don't care

Everybody fucked up, everybody fucked up

[Verse 1 -- Sam Lachow]

Okay, first step inside of the room, everybody in the room knew that I had arrived (okay)

In the mirror, in the morning, in my fruit-of-the-loom I say, "You do you" and then I keep it on my mind, cause I'm cool

Cooler than a hipster with her tatoo

Cooler than a piña colada in Cancún

I'm a big kid with a big dream (dream, dream)

Give me drums I'll spit a sixteen (uh-huh)

Weird nights convulsing - sip, sniffing, indulging

Cheers, here's to twenty more years of me adulting

Back up in it and I'm laughing with 'em

I'm in dan-ger someone call a thousand angels like hey

La-di-da-di, give me some guidence

I'm going back to Walla Walla - eeny meeny miny mo' problems

I'm honestly tryna to be honest

I promise I'm honest

[Chorus -- Wilson Luxurious]

Jimmy crack corn, and I'm ambivalent (wow)

Up like a kid on Christmas

I plead the fifth, I am sippin' it (oh wow)

You don't like it get a job with benefits

How you gunna know Kalamazoo in Michigan?

But you don't know Magoo and Timberland

I'm all tore up, but I'm not rippin' it

Everybody fucked up, everybody-

[Verse 2 -- Sam Lachow]

You don't gotta be rich for pete's sake

I don't know who you callin' a cheap date

Pane e rose with a cheese plate, resume the toast

The worst things I choose the most

I wrote a handbook, teachin' y'all the "do's and don'ts"

I got some iwah-issues, I got a trick in my sleeve

You got some iwah-yayo, you prolly pick up from me

I got some throwaway bars, you prolly never hear those

I'm talking like De Niro, I got a throwaway phone

*deep intake*

I'm not per-fect, I once freed seven monkeys from the cir-cus

And I turned my phone off on pur-pose

I put my thing down, flip it, and reverse it, like

Ti esrever dna ti pilf, nwod gniht ym tup

Hold my drink, it's been a hard night's day

I need some huckleberry kush, grow my strain

Too many got-damn bartenders know my name

Feel like a barfly, too many friends around that aren't mine, couple thousand gigs like a hard drive

Now all my pill-poppers, ill-toppers, and bell-bops

Sippin' well vodka with some distilled water we still talkin'

No more coke or xanax for me - marijuana, pussy, and liquor's all I need (no more coke or xanax for me - marijuana, pussy, and liquor's all I need)

[Outro -- Wilson Luxurious]

I fell asleep at the wheels of steel, shuffle playing Ronnie James Dio

Til' the ship goes down and DiCaprio Leo's, hangin' on an iceberg chillin' in a cold world

Dope girl say the go girl

Just a little bit, give me hors d'oeuvre

If you got it better get it, yeah you know girl

Have a nice life, being in the lime light

YEAH!