Atomic Vomit

Blown
I'm so blown
I'm so blown
I'm so blown
I'm so—

Pulled up to the outing
And we off the loud
Feelin' good, looking good
They said they fuck with my style
I kinda smiled, sat on the couch
And then I pulled out my phone
See a text from my mom
Asking when will I be home (where you at nigga?)
Prolly three, I don't know
That shit is always unknown
I heard a girl just said: Excuse me, boy I like your cologne (Ralph Lauren)
Probably thinks you tryna smash
I'm tryna get you alone
You know I'm kidding, would have said it
But was just too blown

Blown
I'm so blown
I'm so blown
I'm so blown
I'm so