OLD TECHNOLOGY

Yeah, yeah

You heard the song straight, straight off my iPod

Straight off the tumblr blog

I am a god, yes, sir

Keepin' my money stacked up on the dresser

You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe

Bitch, look alive, I'm doin' drugs tonight

Ones that I'm not prescribed, yeah

I'm cranking up

Old technology, shit out of luck

What do you want from me?

I'm having fun tonight

I'm doing drugs tonight, I

I'm cranking up

Old technology, fuck your critique (Yeah)

Bitch, what do you want from me?

I need some peace of mind

I'm doin' drugs tonight

I'm—, I'm—

I'm—

I'm doing drugs tonight

I'm—, I'm—

I'm—

I need some peace of mind

I'm doing drugs tonight

I want a new face, facin' em all down

Don't wanna come around

Relapse, into a bender

Big bag of rack on the dresser

You copy-paste the vibe, I never chase the vibe

I hope I die, I'm doin' drugs tonight

Ones that I'm not prescribed, oh, I

I'm cranking up

Old technology, shit out of luck

What do you want from me?

I'm having fun tonight

I'm doing drugs tonight, I

I'm cranking up

Old technology, fuck your critique (Yeah)

Bitch, what do you want from me?

I need some peace of mind

I'm doin' drugs tonight

I'm—, I'm—, I'm— (I'm doing drugs tonight)

Old technology (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah

A place to tell them so

I'm— (Uh-uh), I'm— (Uh-uh)

Old technology (I'm—, uh)

I'm doing drugs tonight

Old technology (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah

I'm doing drugs tonight

Old technology (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah, uh (I'm—)

Old technology, yeah