Burn It Down Lyrics

I got six different shoes on my feet

I don't give a mother fuck what you do here's my fee

Here's the number to my bank and your mom got it free

Change my clothes out the door here I go have some tea

Bout to go fuck it up, in the taco truck, picking up a keg or two

Got stank in da front, got Alex in the back, Karli, Nick, B, and a doggie doo

Then we skrrrttt round the corner and you know I gotta a boner for that red-haired goddess that's a rendezvous

Then we went and picked up quick an Irish dancer, Gizzard, and a Christian and a blacked-out Sarah

I cracked, another beer

My friends, they are, all here

What more, do I, ah need

Not much, except, some weed

I just know you won't believe it

And I don't really care

Really you just had to be there

Know we're never sleeping in

Bout to burn it down I'm going out of control

Going duckpin bowling then I go to Yaso

Jerkin' on my chicken hot bananas and more

Beautiful Jamaican queen who's touching my soul

Bottle in my hand its a party in the back, got booty in the back, that's once or twice

Got a long phone number and a fat fucking wallet but I wanna quit talking and I wanna watch Shrek

Shrek one, two, three fuck you please, if I open up your file then you know it's gonna be

When you don't go broke from the dope smoke hope that you don't choke guess that you don't know me