Exploring themes of indulgence and hedonism, this track delves into the chaotic lifestyle of its protagonists. The lyrics portray a night filled with excessive drinking, lavish spending, and casual encounters, all underscored by a sense of recklessness.🍾 The repeated references to being "beyond fucked up" highlight the extent of their inebriation and the subsequent consequences. Despite moments of regret or confusion, there's an underlying celebration of their carefree attitude and financial success. The use of ASICS as a symbol suggests that even in their wild escapades, they maintain a certain style and resilience. Ultimately, the song captures a snapshot of youthful exuberance and the highs and lows that come with living life on the edge.
Goodness Gracious
Lyrics
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Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
Hold up (hold up)
Back in the whip with her legs on up, but that shit still drive though (shit still drive though)
Sippin' on a mule with a nice Czech bitch, but now I got vertigo (I'm tweakin')
My moves make money, yeah, me and Gravy got the pack like Nato (worldwide pussy)
Thirty or less, she can get this dick like Dominos
Domino, domino, domino
Line 'em all up, knock 'em down like dominos (oh)
Pull up with your bitch at 8:00 A.M.
Where she been? You don't wanna know (gravy)
Got the baddest bae, Guantanamo, backpack, backpack, vamanos (Guantanamo, vamanos)
Hair slicked back like Fabio, fucked my teacher, honor roll
Money, where? Money there, money everywhere
I need that cheque fair, questionnaire, I'm a millionaire
I got that wet hair, don't care, y'all a bunch of squares
I got her underwear, say a prayer, eat, pray, love, I hit it, then I'm out
Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
Check the weather, make it rain, oops, it's a hurricane
Yippee yah, yippee yay, think I'm sweating Gatorade
Crash a plane, then get laid, now your bitch is M.I.A.
Paint my name upon her cake, make a wish, I said, "Okay" (okay)
Don't like white too much? My wrist, it looks like Christmas (Christmas)
Got a track lady? She gon' go the distance (run it, distance)
Taco Bell pay me, Baja Blast my business (pay me, business)
Jeans ain't too skinny, she still feel the stiffness (skinny)
Money, where? Money there, money everywhere
I need that cheque fair, questionnaire, I'm a millionaire
I got that wet hair, don't care, y'all a bunch of squares
I got her underwear, say a prayer, eat, pray, love, I hit it, then I'm out
Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
Writer(s): Aaron Zuckerman, Alex Gumuchian, Christian Dold, Matthew Hauri
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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