Kelly portis - Young Adults lyrics

[Intro] Don't I make this rap sh** so exciting Don't I make yo favorite rapper burn that sh** he writing Don't I dont I donate half the sh** I make out to my life and Split the bonus, roll it up in my diploma b**h and light it [Verse 1] 7AM on the freeway blasting a burned CD President Suite that concerns VPs with attorney mail and a turned DP And they locking him up, am I stopping or what? Vyvanse got my eye glands socked, it's novice luck Ya dorm pop? We popping up they turn up, die broke and we knocked em up But is it even worth putting forth the stress? I absorbed every port and then forced a breath And then abort every gesture the court suggest but court jesters accord to what core collect And I spit straight dope, gotta sort the mess My LP a import of the porcelain part of mine They compete, put forth the best and if you cross the line I make them snort the rest I see no reason to take a pay cut now I stay up in case I'm found While they been paging wake up now, I'm hearing it in back of mind Soaked my towel laughed, compared and mirrored it to match the grind And broke my hour gla** and built a pyramid in half the time If it rain tomorrow just keep an eye on my satellite I broke my habits off but Adderal just built this appetite Half for the pa**ion and that other half is for that bragging right My Aphrodite and my boosted ego truce with me, go blame it on my youth [Hook] I'm drinking till I throw up, and I don't wanna grow up Fall asleep until I blow up, I don't wanna grow up Everything been so discrete until I showed up, and I forgot my medicine The dropout just got his name on a Letterman Ever since I left the cell they text the cell and ask me how you holding up? Golden bruh, posted drinking FIJI out a coconut As long as I'm too young to give a f** and blunts is rolling up We old enough and I don't see the point in growing up We young adults [Verse 2:] What you saving them pensions for? A Charger short of a extension cord? k**ed two birds off that wire, too stoned to cross up and gimp with Lorde Get mentioned more Attention who*es that sink intercourse when I'm popping up We just bench her boyfriend and we chop it up and then we got the wet dreams on rinsing board It's adultery And a dose adobe, make it look artsy Live for the rush and race with the heart beat, mad that the ba** keep shaking car seat Rest in portions Got a play in LA, steak in the bay, recess in Portland We beckon for best on first day air If we ain't import it then it's less important I'm Blanco, the pa**ionate poem reader, the rapping and song singer Been tagging along with the baggy, yes I bring the addy and gravity bong bringer Them blades my favorite fans, they say they gay till they we get them back stage Then they gripping thongs stringers, I might let her get on a song if she sit on this foam finger like [Bridge] I know you don't do this often That's what they all say right before we off them Last night we hit cold stone, this morning we parking in Austin Apartment to loft in apart from the trap, I don't even wanna rap but the market is awesome [Hook] I'm drinking till I throw up, and I don't wanna grow up Fall asleep until I blow up, I don't wanna grow up Everything been so discrete until I showed up, and I forgot my medicine The dropout just got his name on a Letterman Ever since I left the cell they text the cell and ask me how you holding up? Golden bruh, posted drinking FIJI out a coconut As long as I'm too young to give a f** and blunts is rolling up We old enough and I don't see the point in growing up We young adults