[Verse]
Whatche' say that for, ye little bleeding thick, I've a fucking ounce balled and we could have been nicked
I know yeah but fuck him I knew he couldn't run quick, now lets get bleeding whacked & forget about the prick
I don't wanna get chased man you know I'm proper stressing, I didn't sort yokes & we're going to a session
I'm praying the boys have a few cause that would be a blessing
If you think I won't get mashed tonight you'd wanna be messing
I was talking to the boys & they told me they got sorted
The speakers fixed & all pal its no longer distorted
& Garda won't be there tonight so no one's getting escorted
& I also got a bag of white that's waiting to be snorted
Thank fuck for that now I'm dying to get plastered
Drop a few yellows & scrap a Garda bastard
When pigs come to sessions its always a disaster
But when I pan them out i'll leg it cause I can run faster
When you say it like that man you have me fucking buzzing
I might drop a yoke or two or maybe a couple dozen
Lash a few cans back & have a knock off me cousin
Then come home bleeding pissed & give me bird a dutch oven
The boys are after texting me their waiting at the docks
Then we're going to the offo & getting out the box
Lovely just remembered they got me a gram from the bough
I heard its tangerine dreams & its top of the stock..
Todays a good day its the end of the drought
I went two whole days without a roach near me mouth
Me & Alex going the offo & all the boys are out
& Thank fuck I dodged that motherfucking drought
Cause when it comes to green pal I couldn't do without
& I'm not talking about cabbage or brussels sprouts
& hopefully there's gonna be a few sluts about..
Cause we're gonna be like fishermen, reeling in the trout
Whatche' say that for, ye little bleeding thick, I've a fucking ounce balled and we could have been nicked
I know yeah but fuck him I knew he couldn't run quick, now lets get bleeding whacked & forget about the prick
I don't wanna get chased man you know I'm proper stressing, I didn't sort yokes & we're going to a session
I'm praying the boys have a few cause that would be a blessing
If you think I won't get mashed tonight you'd wanna be messing
I was talking to the boys & they told me they got sorted
The speakers fixed & all pal its no longer distorted
& Garda won't be there tonight so no one's getting escorted
& I also got a bag of white that's waiting to be snorted
Thank fuck for that now I'm dying to get plastered
Drop a few yellows & scrap a Garda bastard
When pigs come to sessions its always a disaster
But when I pan them out i'll leg it cause I can run faster
When you say it like that man you have me fucking buzzing
I might drop a yoke or two or maybe a couple dozen
Lash a few cans back & have a knock off me cousin
Then come home bleeding pissed & give me bird a dutch oven
The boys are after texting me their waiting at the docks
Then we're going to the offo & getting out the box
Lovely just remembered they got me a gram from the bough
I heard its tangerine dreams & its top of the stock..
Todays a good day its the end of the drought
I went two whole days without a roach near me mouth
Me & Alex going the offo & all the boys are out
& Thank fuck I dodged that motherfucking drought
Cause when it comes to green pal I couldn't do without
& I'm not talking about cabbage or brussels sprouts
& hopefully there's gonna be a few sluts about..
Cause we're gonna be like fishermen, reeling in the trout
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