Yo homie, can you hear me?
Yeah, yeah, it's just * reception out here.
Fuckin' desert.
Yeah,
Black Rock City gonna turn into a vanity feast.
I got a gig as a pool boy for some fuckin' rich guy.
Dude,
his girlfriend is fire, bro.
I'm telling you,
she's into me.
Yeah.
I watch you walk away.
I love your stride,
love watching those curvy thighs
move like they're designed to seduce me.
Can you please introduce me?
I ain't afraid if you straight up abuse me.
Like Burning Man 23, gonna flood your gates.
Don't need no blues to get you in them higher fuckin' states.
Give a * about the status,
* the private planes.
I'ma fly you sensors far and deep into outer space.
Outer space, babe.
Outer space.
Outer space.
Wow,
these shroomies are good.
Hit it.
Blowin' smoke without a sound.
Chocolate shrooms, I'm all around.
Lookin' at your smile.
I'm like, wow.
Look at that smile, girl.
Starin' at me,
smiling with those green eyes and your high rise,
tiny tan lines.
No blurred lines, be mine, baby.
Cause I'm a one-girl type of guy.
But then she said,
she said,
you were great, baby, but we can't be together.
I was like, why?
Sweetie,
cause you're a pool boy.
I'm a pool boy.
I, I, I, I, I'm a pool boy.
I'm a pool boy.
I'm
a pool boy.