[Verse 1: Neptune]
Yeah, yeah
See the girl I thought I loved, I wish it could have worked out
Ironic how I run the city, and I hate to workout
I know I need a 9-5 but, I have too much pride
So here's a big mac, with a f** you on the side
We die to young, and we age to fast
And If life is your professor, then f** this cla**
I think we need a hot tub, with a hot tub
That kisses you for every F, and has nice jugs
Never gave a f**, and I never plan to do so
Don't believe in love, so I'm probably f**ing two hoes
At the same time, in the same room
You think you're up next? we'll say hi to your doom
They be trynna bomb, f**ing hoes on the bleachers
Motha f** teachers, haters, and preachers
Trynna make it to the top, where they can't reach us
Raised in the east, I learned sh** don't ever teach us
[Hook: Neptune]
Drink until you throw up, and I don't ever want to grow up
This is my party, and the ratchets won't show up
And the cops won't show up
I'm about to blow up, about to get my dough up
This is my party, and the ratchets won't show up
And the cops won't show up
[Verse 2: Neptune]
B.P. in the garage, smoke weed in the back
If you're trying to run the fade, I'm with my brother Mac
We don't ever really party with those chicks from southwest
But, I could probably f** a couple If I try my best
But, I'm not worried about p**y, that comes and goes
I'm just chilling with my bros, who have common goals
Trying to see a million, and I heard that sh** is beautiful
Probably smoking blunts getting higher than an UFO
Tatted to cool, welcome to the club
And I just smoke, and I don't sell it
So, don't ask me where's the bud
Or where the b**hes at, you should have your own
Tonight I might f** a cute one from my phone
Tonight I might get really drunk, and not go home
Tonight I might get drunk, and loss my clothes
And end up in the pool, and not know the owner
Oh that's your chick? Sorry I didn't know I boned her
[hook]