Good Nights

[Verse 1]
When they play my song, they gonna run it back
And when you see me then you knowing where the party at
Career went full circle like a cul de sac
So all my high-school haters having heart attacks
Cause boy I come through, riding on a brontosaurus
And I drink a little liquor cause I’m out here touring
Pass out, so drunk, motherfuckers snoring
Bitches mouth stay running so I call em Forrest
Cause we got fucked up, girls roll the tourist
You would think by now we would act mature
But fuck that, yup yap in a bitch it’s portion
I don’t ever give apologies, I act according
To the shots I took and the lines you snorted
I find myself funny but I find you boring
Now catch myself running to them flights that’s boarding

[Hook]
But hey, good nights and bad mornings
But hey, good nights and bad mornings
Hey, good nights and bad mornings
Mornin, mornin, mornin, mornin

[Verse 2]
Let’s get drunk, so we can’t get blamed for shit
Take hella shots till we get the hang of it
A bunch of free bottles, ain’t no sense in wasting it
We be drinking hella Hennessy and blazing it
With hella white boys like Josh and Jake and shit
See this is what you living like when you be making it
Some people like you and some people be fake and shit
But free weed mean free blunts to the face again
I’m going outta this world and I’m back in orbit
I be getting lifted and the weed’s my forklift
We got hella substance and you can’t control it
I be spitting hella game cause I never forfeit
I be spilling hella beer on my fucking Jordans
Woke up with a mess that I can’t afford it
My camera man hovered and he still recording
Go ahead, get this

[Hook]
But hey, good nights and bad mornings
But hey, good nights and bad mornings
Hey, good nights and bad mornings
Mornin, mornin, mornin, mornin

[Verse 3]
Let’s make a bong out of water bottle
Cause I ain’t bring a pipe but I brought pot though
Hella drugs in my rooms I feel like a capo
We in Tejas, but I’ma start a sideshow
Attention all you haters, get upon your job though
I been making money and I’m like "Que paso?"
You supposed to be stopping it but I guess you not so
Good at what you doing cause I’m getting más dough
I’ma drive to Tijuana just to buy some tacos
Cause I’m Americana and I got the passport
I got mar-i-juana but you walking out mode
Cause you be hella fried so of course we not close
Me and my gang tight like a fucking corset
We get drunk together and we hit them stores then
We can buy whatever, cause no money shortage
Now we have to pay for luggage when our flight is boarding
But hey, good nights and bad mornings