[Produced by Indeni3l]
[Verse 1]
When I was a kid dreamed of doing it big
Now I'm so sick, college ghost clique
Burning wicks, smokin' till we're sick
Bros legit kick it like karate
Friday turn up getting naughty
Robotting on a coffee table
A friend group of fable
Lore filled with all the nights that we k**ed
So ill get NyQuil for a steal
The white crime is real
Like we're j**ish
Gettin' bluish in the face
From the Whippit intake
So baked take the form of a cake
Think about Finn and Jake japing
About taking j**els new schools
Gettin' handy like a tool
Hot box like a sauna
Bliss Like Nirvana
Green like an Iguana
Love my family like ohana
Love the people like Obama
Hug a llama
List of problems f** the drama