Intro (Interrupted) - Fashion Jackson

The sun’s been long out

The blinds are pulled down

She’s getting up now

It’s complicated, and expeditious

Remain evasive

Pound on the door all you want

Go ahead, keep it up

She can’t hear you constantly breaking away til we’re both

Wait in the hallway screaming

Crying til the neighbors can’t take it anymore

Anymore

Anymore

Anymore

Yo, what the fuck I was in the middle of a song

Shut the fuck up!

Okay, asshole.

Who are you?

Who the fuck are you?

What it is

That tells me nothing

(Brrt)

And what it be

(APK)

Yo, what the fuck

(Smoke)

This song is being commandeered by the Acid Patch Kid

I got smoke

(Smoke) (Yo, I got some smoke if you want it)

(Aye, aye, aye) (Woo woo)

I got smoke

What

What

(Uh) (Aye)

Yuh, I got the smoke if you want it (What)

I got the smoke if you want it (Got it)

If you want the smoke then I got it (Got it)

If you need the smoke then I (Got it) got it (Aye)

If you need the smoke then come get it (What)

If you need that smoke then come get it (What)

If you need that smoke you go get it

(Aye, aye, aye, aye)

If you need that smoke then go get it

Y’all wanna play with me?

Put you on game, you gonna get slain

Shoulda stayed at home in bed while watching me bang (Bang) (What)

I is a ghost (Huh)

Foggiest smoke (Yuh)

You are just broke

I am so woke (Woke)

Eye of the tiger

Getting that dope (Dope)

I don’t think you fuck with me (Fuck with me)

So go fuck yourself (Fuck with me, fuck with me)

You needed some help (Fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me, fuck with me,

fuck with me, fuck with me) (I got smoke)

For your mental health

Aye, fuck with me, fuck with me

Yuh (Woo)

Fuck with me (Woo)

Aye, aye, fuck with me, fuck with me do (I got smoke)

Aye, don’t give a

Aye (What) don’t give a (What)

Used to be whipping on two wheels

Now I got the Audi, and I’m too real

Had a lot of money, but I spent it all

Now I got a solid gold wrecking ball (What)

Pulling up to your pad

Knock it all down (What)

Puffing on reefer take over the town (Aye)

Birthday suit repping like no-one around (Aye, aye, aye, aye)

Smoke it up

Smoke it up into the ground

You know, I really hate avocado toast.

I fucking hate these basic-ass people

coming in to these fucking shops, spending $ 6.99 on a goddamn piece of toast

with butter and avocado.

Get some fucking real shit.

Go to Whole Foods,

fucking feel good about yourself goddamnit.

Don’t you fucking have any

self-respect?

Goddamnit.

Fuck you Better Buzz, fuck your patrons!

I don’t give a fuck anymore, I’m done!

Fuck!

Ahh!

I got smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke)

What (Aye) (What) (Aye)

Yuh (Aye) Yuh (Aye)

I got smoke (Smoke, smoke)

Aye (Aye, aye) (Smoke it up, smoke it up, smoke it up)

I got smoke

We here at Fashion Jackson would like to apologise for the atrocity you’ve just

endured.

Please enjoy the remainder of this record