Drinkin' Coca Cola With Lee Iaccoca Lyrics

I'm coming in through, coming again, coming in through and I'm coming with my friends

And I'm gonna spread that shit all over my face, I drink the focus aid, yeah I'm focusing

My fucking mind is intact, my mind isn't whack, and I'm bringing up that sack

And I'm going down the street and I'm gonna see this dude who is on a fucking bike

And he's a weird kind of guy that smiles at your face while he looks right at you

He's looking through your mask, he's looking through your soul, he's like, oh

He's coming through, yeah, he's gonna look right through you, yeah

And he's riding his motherfucking bike, yeah, oh, he's like a little duck and like, yeah

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na

Getting real stupid, getting real weird, getting real stupid, getting real weird

I'm getting real stupid and I'm getting real weird on a Sunday in a lamp

This is how it has to be right now, because we can't have fucking concerts anymore

There's no fucking such thing as concerts anymore unless you want to try and get people sick

Do you want that?

Do you want that shit?

Do you want that fucking shit

Do you want that shit?

Do you want it

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know

I don't know, know, know, know, know, know, know, know

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca

I'm drinkin

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca

I'm drinkin

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca

I'm drinkin

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca

I'm drinkin

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca

I'm drinkin

Coca coca cola with Lee Iacocca