f**ing croissant
Well I, I went to buy myself a handgun
Why you think man, to shoot down everyone
So you better go running star
But I spent all my money on this cracked out piece of sh** called the ba** guitar
(Run young son got himself a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
Well here we go
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
With a break down low
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
Say hello baby
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
We all know what you got to do
Always just comes down to you
We all know what you got to do, man
Always just comes down to you
Said, shut that door (ah)
Spewing all over the floor (ah)
Say hello baby (ah)
Well I, I went drinking down at the bars
I went drink driving in your mama's car
So you better go running star
'Cause right now I'm not really sure if I can drive for sh** but, ahhha
(Run young son got himself a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
Well here we go
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
With a break down low
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
Say hello baby
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
(Young son got a brand new ba** guitar)
With a skinny-wop-bop-a-lu-la
I mean, that's the scrappiest version I've ever done of that n my life