Lyrics
All the kids do is buy you grief, all the parents get is no fucking sleep Jamie, all the parents get is no fucking sleep
Over and out, ruining spitting liquor on me
I jig to the floor with my mumma s ray bans, drink me like liquor drop and mc and that
Ruining spitting liquor on me, here s to born of enough panic Ike, if you smile
there she start kissing and i m loving
Run the half of the mile, if you smile
the half mile
She don t know what she s chatting about, i ll give you everything that i got
This ain t a crash, your mother said you late bloom
I m only like joking, stack tone static and all of you can listen to this tune, i be living on the ceiling
i be living on the ceiling
I haven t got grief til monday, you can have the whole lot
we re stunned and stuff alleyway writing
While you re waiting in std clinic waiting rooms, where s my old friend licky when i m feeling the substance
Even rip home when i m chilling on, much quicker than the next man bitter
All the parents get is no fucking sleep, other times you be ruining rhymes and ruin incisions and ruining visions and, i ll dance these tiles
The half mile, saves on a sovereign, she don t know what she s chatting about
Doing it a bit better off and on, max said beans are like the touch of god Jamie, some say kids don t study
Double timing and all your violating, run the half mile
I hate that i am what i am, all the parents get is no fucking sleep, when i used to see
When police come, songs of the rights and wrongs
Cause she rolls with the lager and never asks questions, the half mile &, double timing and all your violating
She s always like hugging, sometimes come around with a battle roll gong Ike, here s to born of enough panic
The half mile, i jig to the floor with my mumma s ray bans
I ll chill with lick, i ll chill with lick Ike, policeman coming