Lyrics Greatest Shit Ever (Live) - Spose

Last night I got so drunk
The homies came over
And I woke up
And I didn't have a hangover
Everything was all good
Man I checked my vitalsigns
I checked my bank account
And that shit didn't have a minus sign
Bro, you won't believe this shit
My check engine light was off up in the whip
And I turned on the TV
And I caught sound bites
Good news, Ray Rice and Chris Brown died
The sun shining got me warm like a lap dance
Started making music, four track task amp
My neighbour told me my shit turned him to a rap fan
And a fucking racoon isn't in my trash can
Usually the line's a 108
But we went out to breakfast and there wasn't a wait
It got me feeling like today it couldn't go better
I'm back, can front
This is the greatest shit ever

See, I'm usually broke but today, man, I just got paid
You couldn't kill my vibe if you tried, man, there ain't no eight (?)

I got some beers in the fridge, found some little money in my jeans

I got a call from Rihanna and she told me that she wants my D

No red lights as I'm whipping down the wall greens (?)
Kinda like the nuggets in my schedule
(?), they were all green (Green light!)
Got me feeling like I could go do a backflip
Plus a sole white cop just hugged a black kid
Windows rolled down, radio the sound on (?)
Heard my song get played like flat pronounced wrong
Check my mail box, undo (?) the envelopes
And there was no bills like it's fire week in Buffalo
I can get to know this life,
Dropped my new video and it got no dislikes

And nobody called anyone a faggot in the commentary
Complains i got none like I'm a monestary (?)
Feeling like it's D.Y.D.

I might just let my nuts hang
Got my trash out right before the truck came

No mosquitos when I'm sitting on the lawn

Every Bradley game winner and LeBron (?) (shit)

See, I'm usually broke but today, man,
I just got paid (It's the greatest shit)

You couldn't kill my vibe if you tried, man,
There ain't no eight (?) (It's the greatest shit ever)
I got some beers in the fridge,
Found some little money in my jeans (It's the greatest shit)
I got a call from your mom and she told me
That she wished she had me (It's the greatest shit)

Today is like 70 and yesterday was cold out
My Gmail said tomorrow show sold out
I called my girl, told her "I'll be laid getting back"
She told me "Keep killing" and she wasn't mad

Bro, you won't believe this now

See, I went to Dunkin Donuts, got the me (?) discount
I didn't have to even use it (?)
Abe Lincoln at the interchange (?)
She told me "No, that shit's free for the king of Maine!"

I got back to where I habitate
She was sipping on a Cabernet
She removed her sweater, wait it gets better
It's the greatest shit ever

See, I'm usually broke but today, man,
I just got paid (It's the greatest shit)
You couldn't kill my vibe if you tried, man,
There ain't no eight (?) (It's the greatest shit ever)
I got some beers in the fridge,
Found some little money in my jeans (It's the greatest shit)
Republic Records?
While they sending me that gold plectrum,
Bitch it's so neat (It's the greatest shit)

Nanana, nanana, nanana, nanananana
Nanana, nanana, nanana, nanananana
Nanana, nanana, nanana, nanananana
Nanana, nanana, nanana, nanananana