[Intro: Obi Ill Terrors]
Crush my… little lungs
Hope I see you in the audience
I don’t think this life is very fun
Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone
These lights they keep on whistling
And I don’t think it's time for this again
Crease my pants and tie my collar in
This old bitch lost weight and collagen (Ayy)

[Chorus: Obi Ill Terrors]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Lil Dijon]
Keep it by my bedside, on hip my bed bites
Reaper rocking tie dye, burn that shit like campfire
Speak it like I'm sure, she don’t wanna 'cause
She don’t wanna die, think I saw her my…
But I don’t ever lie, so I just tell it like it is
Tell it like it is or you’ll get caught up in that mid draw
Sucking on a cigarette, you could die by pitchfork
I don’t wanna answer it, and slide it to the destroy
I've seen you face before
Walkin' through the door
With a bright smile in your eyes
Taking time to recognise
It’ll never be the same
I’m hoping for the rain
Cleanse the ruff stuff covered us
Enter new morn' without fuss
[Pre-Chorus: Lil Dijon]
Stay home, stay home, stay home
Stay home, stay home, stay always
Grips on my hair, hands on my waist
Sugar in the morning with the triple ace (Ayy)

[Chorus: Obi Ill Terrors]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Marty Bukkake Large]
We can remain dancer out here on the sand dust
Number one romancer then treat you like cancer
All my power to people still battling with their evils
But you shit just isn’t fair, Lord forbid me to ever care
And its ashes to ashes, we still both feeling like it's mutual
Back it on back of everything crack a fat while I’m listening
'Cause usually I’m on the brink of failing remain to hold it together
With spit and bodily fluid put neck and back
Into it, I’m through it and remain to hold it
Together and push my power to pleasure
Just to forget what the weather is like on the other side of Kansas
City people are pretty ,tap ankles with ruby shoes
Just to get me into the mood, not being rude
I’m just seeing the engine like europeans, go harder than 90 BM’s
Crack it, I’m on a mission, don’t listen to all the visions
They’re missing a piece of brain and still flocking like 40 (Ayy)
[Chorus: Obi Ill Terrors]
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)
Blowing up the heating on the porch side
Breath it when she me got me with that neck bite
Don’t need her but I want her like a fist fight (Ayy)
Bad to the bottom till my... die (Ayy)

[Outro: Obi Ill Terrors]
Crush my… little lungs
Hope I see you in the audience
I don’t think this life is very fun
Drink all night, catch eyes with everyone