Phone Wallet Keys

All right, Milwaukee, let's fucking do this shit Here we go Yeah, yeah, yeah Here we go again Come on I'm heading out and all I'm takin' with me is my phone, wallet, keys Yeah, phone, wallet, keys Just those three things please, need my phone, wallet, keys Got my credit cards in my wallet Got my phone you can call it Master lock on my front door That's what my motherfuckin' keys are for My phone, wallet, keys, yeah, phone, wallet, keys Good things come in threes, need my phone, wallet, keys If I'm going to the zoo I need my phone (wallet, keys) If I'm getting a face tattoo I need my phone (wallet, keys) If I'm going out to a wedding (wedding) If it's winter time and I'm sledding If I'm at that daddy daughter dance My phone, wallet, keys are in my pants I'm going on vacation to the West Indies And I don't got no luggage just got phone, wallet, keys I rode on up to the airport Lady asked for my passport Fuck, okay Guess I need my phone, wallet, passport, keys Phone, wallet, passport, keys Now I need four things, bitch please Phone, wallet, passport, keys I'm finally on the plane I'm riding Delta, Delta The lady farted next to me, I smelt her, I smelt her We went up 30 thousand feet I reclined my fucking seat 'Bout to watch a movie, stop I forgot my laptop Motherfucker, dammit Now I need my laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys Laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys Too much shit that's five fucking things Laptop, phone, wallet, passport, keys I'm swinging my shit all over the place I'm hurting ya, I'm hurting ya I'm carrying so much shit I got a hernia, a hernia No place to put it, what should I do? Probably should take my iPad too What the fuck else did I forget? (Sandman you need tons of shit) My Tic Tacs, my backpack My Zippo lighter, my charge pack My sunglasses, my hairspray My headphones (them Beats by Dre) My notebook, my GoPro My vape pen, my crossbow My toothpick, my pocketknife Oh fuck, I forgot my wife (Phone, wallet, keys) goddamn (Phone, wallet, keys) It used to be so easy With my phone, wallet, and keys Shit (Phone, wallet, keys) yeah (Phone, wallet, keys) It used to be a breezy With my phone, wallet, and keys My pockets got so heavy now I'm cramping, I'm cramping Each time I leave my house it's like I'm camping, I'm camping I'm miserable just standing around I'm like a walking lost and found You know I'd rather stay at home where all I need's my fucking phone (Phone, phone, phone) yeah (Phone, phone, phone) Much happier at home, just playing with my phone (Phone, phone, phone) yeah (Phone, phone, phone) Yeah, I'll just stay at home and fiddle with my phone on the toilet I'm going to do my first mic drop