"Half Past Dead" lyrics

Cigarettes, a bottle in my vest
Hit a line, heading straight for Mars
Sick mess, a fever in my chest
Sweat it off till I'm in the stars

Yeah, baby I'll get a little bit loud
Just to raise us up, to raise us up
Screaming I don't care, I don't care
Let's set it off, take this anywhere

Stay up till half past dead at night
Stay up until I'm broken
Half past dead at night
I'm never letting go

Half past dead at night
Stay up until I'm broken
Half past dead at night
I'm never letting go

I got yo bitch up in my clique and we be burning tree like Notre Dame
You hit the gas and switching lanes while I be switching planes
I'm on that shit, keep it rich, I got money
Throw back that Henney till I lay down in a casket

We dropping benzies in the Benzie I be swerving
Hit the curb, blowing herb, watch me work, watch me work
Fuck, it, we don't sip, we just turn up
Yeah, if you feel me let me hear you say

Stay up till half past dead at night
Stay up until I'm broken
Half past dead at night
I'm never letting go

Half past dead at night
Stay up until I'm broken
Half past dead at night
I'm never letting go