Lirik

I'm on repeat I'm on repeat I think I'm ITV3 All the blinds start yawning while he pulls over Picking what if's out the carpet, class A's and yoga "Half an hour mate", still got J on the blower Eyes dangle off the rear view, Vanillaroma "What you saying Lukey Boy, how you been, how's your week? Pulls a tool bag, pack of sterling off the passenger seat Through the meal deal rubble, couple tickets of sleet He's got his kids in the back, and they're staring at me How you been, me neither Grass seemed, a bit greener Rocket fuel, amnesia Eight ball, call it Fifa How you been, me neither Grass seemed, a bit greener Rocket fuel, amnesia Eight ball, call it Fifa I'm on repeat I'm on repeat I think i'm ITV3 A kaleidoscope of bible quotes and DIY tribal Do the running round for Gary Barlow, he's still on trial Tall tales of albanians idea of reprisal Zip tied swan songs, i seen blood on the tiles Add my snapchat, cali packs hit like a snare We are live on Big Brother, so please do not swear Little three point turn i'll drop you off over there Still the kid behind me won't stop kicking my chair (Ah fuck off mate) How you been, me neither Grass seemed, a bit greener Rocket fuel, amnesia Eight ball, call it Fifa How you been, me neither Grass seemed, a bit greener Rocket fuel, amnesia Eight ball, call it Fifa
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