Diet Coke ft. Moonlight Lyrics

Yeah

I be on the plane like

Mile high club, crashed in Chicago

Board another plane, Mike

Forget the past, move passed, outlast, let it go

And take another shroom trip

Talk to God, bag the fear, bring it with for the growth

Did she really start playing Mike?

Stewardess playlist, on repeat, Diet Coke

Yo what's the deal with these nuts tho?

Am I the one going crazy riding coach on my phone?

Maybe I'm the one who's nuts yo

Barely took off, feeling already like the goat

But they don't even wanna hear it

I understand, to be honest, I ain't even let them know

Holding back til I'm paid

So much unreleased music, wooden crate in the cold

Belmont Cragin, and I'm frailing, failing

Promise one day, have a toast

For everyone who fucked with, stuck with

Like your boy fit, at the crib on a throne

Remind me of that tarot reading, still leading

Fuck what you heard, know I'm close

But I don't need no first class

I'm the pilot, piling baggage out the window

Tossing hand grenades

Asking me to stay

Please don't leave the day old

Altitude at max

Sipping absolute

Maxing on the threshold

But yeah I'm on a plane

So I can't complain

Kurt Coban in my quotes

Produced by Moonlight

On the moon, write

Til my son can grab hold

I be on the plane like

Mile high club, crashed in Chicago

Board another plane, Mike

Forget the past, move passed, outlast, let it go

And take another shroom trip

Talk to God, bag the fear, bring it with for the growth

Did she really start playing Mike?

Stewardess playlist, on repeat, Diet Coke

Yeah

Diet Coke

On repeat, Diet Coke

Yeah