No Flex Zone (Remix) Karmin (Ft. Watsky)

[Verse 1: Watsky]
I'm jubilant with a stupid grin
Which screw's loose? Where do you begin?
I call my dude and I tell him what room I'm in
Then moon him from the window of the looney bin
He's fumin', 'cause I'm really being rude again
I ruin my connection to my human kin
And so I'm movin' into the kennel
Settle down with the Goof Troop
Snoop, and it's juice and gin
Took my Tylenol, and took a violent fall
When I tried to crawl, up the asylum wall
Watsky sippin' Carlo Rossi
All the foxy ladies, I can drunk dial 'em all
Because I can be in seventeen places at once
While seventeen me's puff a hundred seventy blunts
And while I'm chiefin' in DC with Eric Holder
I'm sharin' marijuana with the mayor of Boulder
Colorado, but the air is colder
When I'm in the south pole, where the bears are polar
I crap on the critics who deny my place
Then wipe my ass with the fabric of time and space

[Chorus: Amy Heidemann]
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better
No flex zone, no flex zone
They know better, they know better