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[Hook: Weston Gates]
And we don’t need your fuckin’ education
'Cuz all we need’s our fuckin’ medication
And we don’t meet your fuckin’ expectations
That’s why we need this fuckin’ medication
[Verse 1]
Wakin’ up to a trace of ammonia
The doctor walks over says I’m gettin’ placed in a coma
See I…chase a diploma with a case of Corona
And I’ll be smokin’ ’til I get myself a case of pneumonia
But I’m…multifaceted, fully passionate, pull me back
Fast before I snap, this bully’s askin’ for an ass-kicking
My shoes are covered in blood, its oozin’ under my thumb
I’m losin’ track of all the drugs that we’ve done
And I was feelin’ down when I found out that I was outta Adderall
But then I found my Prozac, now I ain’t feelin sad at all
Mannequins are ramblin’ on Xanexes and Ambiens
So clamber in enjoy the ambience of the ambulance
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Skip the mixer it’s quicker, just sit still and spit dip or
Go sip liquor then chase a chick and then lick her
Hold up; I’m snapchattin’ this fat dude gettin’ tattooed in the bathroom
If I don’t crash soon I’ll sleep past noon
But you know what fuck it, I’m wired, I’m way too tired to be tired
I’m too exhausted for caution so let’s get on with the auction
I sell my sense for a dollar and sell the dollar for cents
I smell regrets in a bottle, c’mon let’s follow the scent
We’re card-carryin’ barbarian bar-hoppers
Hop barbed wires and start fires with car tires
We got pliers to hot-wire and hotbox your hotrod
Surrounded with rottweilers and hot dogs
[Hook]
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