[Intro: Vince Fontaine and Since99]
It’s the first day of school. Don't be a slob, don't get a job, go back to class, you can pass. And to start the day off nice and fine, we're gonna play a new old favorite of mine
This a freaky beat, Nolan
[Chorus]
Damn
You take the pressure and you throw it away
She was lost before me, I had to show her the way
I took a hit of Gary Payton, now I’m starting my day
If the winter too cold, I’ll take a flight to the Bay
You wasn’t pleasing your wife, and now you’re begging her to stay
I might fuck around and grow out a mullet, like I’m in Grease
The opposition steady biting the bullet, we take a piеce
All you gotta say is the word
John Travolta while I’m off of thе drink, my words swerve
In the Big Body higher than ever, I just hit a curb
Said she wanted to cuff after a week, I might curve
I was cheating in the class using Quizlet and Slater
Took a hit of purple punch, and now I need a ventilator
You couldn’t keep your lights on, now you need a generator
Go on and cut ‘em out the picture, get ‘em gone, see you later
[Verse]
I took the pressure, grabbed it, and put it in a leaf
Way too fried, I’m bout to sprinkle on the keef
Wanna spam we with text, well then your number, I delete
A fan saw me in public, so I had to go and greet
The only thing on my mind right now is shrimp platters
Ruth’s Chris trip, I fuck is his bitch and take her after
She even sit in through the highlight vids to give it to me
Like why the fuck I’m looking up Mike Miller and Kevin Looney
That’s an interesting question, I don’t know the answer
You think he found a wife, but he paying to have a dancer
You just take the pressure, and throw it away
She was lost before me, I had to show her the way
[Chorus]
Damn
You take the pressure and you throw it away
She was lost before me, I had to show her the way
I took a hit of Gary Payton, now I’m starting my day
If the winter too cold, I’ll take a flight to the Bay
You wasn’t pleasing your wife, and now you’re begging her to stay
I might fuck around and grow out a mullet, like I’m in Grease
The opposition steady biting the bullet, we take a piece
All you gotta say is the word
John Travolta while I’m off of the drink, my words swerve
In the Big Body higher than ever, I just hit a curb
Said she wanted to cuff after a week, I might curve
I was cheating in the class using Quizlet and Slater
Took a hit of purple punch, and now I need a ventilator
You couldn’t keep your lights on, now you need a generator
Go on and cut ‘em out the picture, get ‘em gone, see you later
Grease was written by Since99.
Grease was produced by WhatUpNolan.