Arizona - Rich Brian, AUGUST 08

Yeah, yeah, da, da, da

Said, ah, ah, ah, no starvin', ahem, yeah

Hope is gone, is gone, since I’ve been in Arizona, yeah

I fell in love, in love, since I’ve been in Arizona

Ooh, when the sun crawls through the blinds, I know exactly who to call

Watching the sunset in your eyes but I spend the night alone

Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in Arizona

Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in fucking Arizona

Transporting through the land, searching for the desert sand

World tour, Jodeci, «Diary of a Mad Band»

4 AM, microdose, feelin' like a mad man

Don’t want none of that, eyes on the game plan

Pink haze, lemonade, Ma said, «Brian can’t misbehave»

But I feel like Yeezy beamin' out the Milky Way

People try to stop me, but I’m surfing through the waves

I know, not yet in my peak don’t need to give a lightshow

People wonderin' where in the fuck is Indo

Starin' at my screen, I need a fuckin' window

Yeah, cold out so I wear a mink coat

Damn, it feel good to be a boss

Eyes wide open like I’m smokin' on the rocks

Never spent bread even though I got a lot

Still like to rap even though I sing a lot

Money flipper, I’m earnin' burnin' Catalina wine mixer

Workin' out so much, you might just see me in the Sixers

I’m lookin' pretty good, you might just wanna hide your sisters

I put 'em in their feelings, get them listenin' to SZA

Top down, ass up, pussy so good got me doin' backflips

Vivid memories of her on my mattress

Damn it taste good, drink it from the cactus

Zero gravity in the room like NASA

All I hear is heartbeats goin' faster

Mention everything, fuck it it’s the last song

Asked you a question, where’s the fuckin' answer?

Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in Arizona

Ooh, in Arizona, in Arizona, in fucking Arizona

Everyday I gotta regulate, only thing you couldn’t do was pray

Remind me of the pussy that I ate, hit 'em with another power play

Man, let’s face it, they don’t really listen to the music

They just want to take a trend and then go use it

Been a minute since I heard a lyric

That can move somebody and their feelings

I just started spittin' and I’m killin' it

I love these women I’m a feminist

I just talk and they call me a lyricist

I’ma make a debut album after this

It’s the end, but I’m just getting started

Feel like the finale and the pilot’s being friends

I’m the one and only

But I swear about a thousand Indonesian kids will come with me

Say goodbye to your baby girl

Say goodbye to your picket fence

You’re about to get drafted, drafted

Drafted in the war games

We’ve been watchin' down in Panama

Within our Valentino camouflage

Lookin' like I’m drafted, drafted

Drafted in the war games

Yeah, I fuckin' love The Office

Dude, when I saw the season finale I literally cried

I cried, I’ve never cried that hard before

Really?

Why?

Yeah, 'cause it was so emotional

What happened?

What?

What happened?

Um, Michael Scott fuckin' died

Really?

Yeah

How?

Umm, I think he died from a heart attack.

He couldn’t like handle the

depression of the office anymore

Oh my god

Yeah

Were people crying?

Yeah

Damn, I did not know that

Mm-hmm

He died?

Yeah

So they killed him off the show?

Yeah, on the last fuckin' episode

Amen