[Verse 1: Tertia May]
I'm gettin' fucked up at the studio
The window's open, the blinds are closed
Subbie's hit the "L," but he's still composed
And I'm tryna write these words, but I just don't know
[Verse 2: Subculture, Tertia May, Both]
Yeah, lace my drink with that CBD
Got my feet up, I'm feelin' me
Had that brain-block for six days straight
Gave up, May drinks, and this shit came
Writin' songs about stupid shit
Maybe this'll be our big hit
Hey, T, should we get a pizza?
Yeah, sure, okay, but what flavour?
[Outro: Tertia May]
Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
I'm gettin' fucked up at the studio
The window's open, the blinds are closed
Subbie's hit the "L," but he's still composed
And I'm tryna write these words, but I just don't know
[Verse 2: Subculture, Tertia May, Both]
Yeah, lace my drink with that CBD
Got my feet up, I'm feelin' me
Had that brain-block for six days straight
Gave up, May drinks, and this shit came
Writin' songs about stupid shit
Maybe this'll be our big hit
Hey, T, should we get a pizza?
Yeah, sure, okay, but what flavour?
[Outro: Tertia May]
Bum-bum, bum-bum, bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
Bum-bum-bum-bum
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