Lane-Harry x Ike Campbell - Absinthe lyrics

[Intro] Future past f** that In Paris with my babies like Hov & Ye Rugrats Going back like "Great Scott" Shoes designed by J. Scott Living fast lane slow it down Baywatch [Verse 1] Pinch me if I'm dreaming Drugs will make me numb though Highway to Hell, I'm just cruising through that tunnel Started as a loser, gradually YouTuber Now girls got my lyrics in their mouth like Vodka Cruiser Did a show in Sydney, they loving it like Whitney Loved by everyone but f**ing hated in my city I wonder if they'll miss me, soon I'll be f**ing Iggy Comparing me to Pac but that sh** is like no Biggie Ugh That last line is gonna make em mad I don't give a f**, say my name Breaking Bad Take it back, f** that Wake up every morning and I take a f**ing blood bath [Hook] Givenchy Givenchy Sprite & Cough Syrup Just got me some Absinthe Imported from Europe Made something from nothing No-one to some Faces turn faceless Wrong side of the gun x2 [Verse 2] Used to be so broke piggy banks were like "Hell no" Now every show making 3G like a cellphone Tell me slow down, free fallin' Tom Petty But I can't stop EP is top 20 Bimmer, Benz or Bently try Toyota Camry Girls love Beyonce yeah shoutout to Shandi Went from a young pup to a f**ing dog backwards Punchlines are like the plague; you can't help but catch em Battling demons, angels filled with semen Yeah I walked the line but I'm still here like Joaquin Phoenix Call Morgan I'm a free man, girls lining up with Knee Pads Lane & Ike white Kel & f**ing Kenan [Hook] [Hindenburg Sample] I can't even talk to people whose friends are on there Ah! It's–it's–it's–it's ... o–ohhh! I–I can't talk, ladies and gentlemen Honest, it's just laying there, a ma** of smoking wreckage [Bridge] They saying "Fool stop" like the end of a sentence Walking round big headed man no Rocky Dennis Week in the charts acting like I'm all that So I let this ink pour damn new track a rorschach 16. OD. Medic Bed. CPR World went from black and white to f**ing sepia Old habits returning, spark, sipping and burning First year of college what the f** am I learning? Bright lights and money turn any girl to Tuco Saffron wanna hang studio from 2 til 2 though So f**ing busy got no time for these old friends Cause me and music go together. Asian b**hes and old men Shadows on my side ones around me who suffer Shades on my side like "f** Clashing Colours" This time last year round the time that my dad left A blunt, trust issues & a bottle of absinthe