Verse 1
Let's vibe guys
It's the first day of the rest of our lives.
And time flies,
Yesterday school was used just to get high
It's a blank slate I can't wait,
Flick Tinder chicks for my fan base.
Lit in the pick for my band page,
If you’re tipsy, drink, it's Whiskey James!
Crackin’ a brew like as soon as I move in,
Don't forget your homework, it's on my to do list,
After fappin’, rappin’, and making this music,
Too much to prove ,will you be my Ryan Lewis?
Music is my baby, but I will not pull a Clapton.
Abusive call me dad, you can get beat like Michael Jackson.
Dreams made of these days admit it,
Thanks Jim Beam they will never be vivid,
Almost sober gimme the whiskey quick,
I need a happy ending like a Disney flick.

Chorus
We have right now, with these lights out,
Put your hands up, your device down.
Got the right words, got the right crowd,
As the night blurs, we won't pipe down.
Were not famous, we’re not nameless,
We just the world, can you blame us?
As we crawl up out of these basements,
Make them hate us ‘cause they anus.
Make them hate us ‘cause they anus.

Verse2
The world is up in flames, but it's not our fault.
Try to tell us turn it down it's not your call,
Saul, Lookin’ awful dapper.
This party's packed like my bladder.
Get your sugar fix and toss the rapper.
White and lifted, you can call me Casper.
So raise the grandmaster it's clipping,
This ain't a track you’ll be skippin’.
Flippin’ on the wit, written on the id listen.
Sittin’ on the piss, sippin’ on the whisk listen,
These blurred lines yo’ bourbon rhythm,
You can’t cut me off, no circumcision.
So go nuts like Five Guys,
Yo show love like I've died.
You stay inside the box like an office kid,
The swagger that I stepped in is how I got this gig.
Got that zef in my step, nothing left in the keg,
Passin' out in my bed, with this song in my head.

Chorus
We have right now, with these lights out,
Put your hands up, your device down.
Got the right words, got the right crowd,
As the night blurs, we won't pipe down.
Were not famous, we’re not nameless,
We just the world, can you blame us?
As we crawl up out of these basements,
Make them hate us ‘cause they anus.
Make them hate us ‘cause they anus.