No new messages Main menu For your messages press two Personal greetings, press three one One saved message Yesterday 5:34 p.m. ♪ Stand the fuck up I don't smoke weed but I like the aroma But the whole team that I ride with are stoners Lying on the sofa, lightin' a doja Lining the coke up, lime in Corona Lighters and roll ups, I ain't a smoker Five in the morning, crack on my shoulder Drink drive home in your dad's Range Rover Don't answer the calls when your mum's trying to phone ya Ain't even sober, pose for the photo Coke in their system, rum in their cola Work in the morning but ain't gonna show up Always been that sociable loner Sip the Patrón while you lay on the sofa Boast I'm living that dream they soldier Vodka and lime with a splash of the soda Love's a drug so I'll overdose ya, fuck it Headin' out out on a budget That's just kicked in, everything's rushing Everyone's buzzing What are they coughing? That just a roll up or has it got puff in? 'Cause they live for the weekend Live for the spliff with the weed in Pissed every evening Sip the Ciroc and trip as they leavin' Stumbling, mumbling words when they speakin', wicked When we get fucked we're all dickheads Innit, bell up your dealers digit 'Til he gets here Just sit there and fidget Don't ask questions Nah mind your business, see Friends are worried but it ain't that deep Out every night, weekend to mid-week See the sunrise, man, it's 6:30 Just tell him you can't get no sleep I can't get no sleep