Texty

Bro, I swear to god, I haven't been to one 9:30 class this year I missed like nine weeks of it Bro, how are you gonna graduate? I don't know My GPA's like a 1.4 That's nuts bro, you're fucking dumb as hell We got this music shit though Ayo, what's Jack been up to though? I wake up tired as fuck and my class already happened Two second Uber, teacher said I wasn't passing And there's nothing I can do so I'll just stay in bed relaxing But my mama's fucking fuming cause my parents still tracking Stamp student union for the Chick-Fil-A Post another song everybody got some shit to say Skip the interactions, all I care about is passing And I probably won't give a motherfuck if I graduate So homie pass the jay Trynna smoke a jay with J but J's a bitch He will never smoke a jay he's steady playing games We're on the same page though, same spot like the payphone Random numbers calling all the time help the bankroll Ben's chili bowl and some Cody Ko Hit the drive-through subsequently after smoking dope We just at the rodeo Hopefully we have some time to kill but Shit we probably don't I don't know why I'm even here, I'm stuck, life in Maryland Time has been moving way too slow I'm fucked What's a terrapin? (I don't know) Walking to class hoping that life could be different I'm not talking 'bout growing up getting married with children I want my parents in a crib that takes an army to build And all my siblings whipping sports cars, fuck a damn report card The beach breeze and the drugs you can't OD on Miss the days when Mr. Pechet would call me a phenom Now we're doing magic and I'm also doing magic I got 30 different camera people, my life cinematic I could die at any moment, I promise it'd be okay Imma counting off the study aid, adderall to get the grades Hitting old town to find a blond bitch to serenade Hit it once never called again be on my merry way If I let this bus hit me then I'll cop my free tuition Watch this shi- Oh fuck that shit just actually just hit him I don't know why I'm even here, I'm stuck, life in Maryland Time has been moving way too slow I'm fucked What's a terrapin? I don't know why I'm even here, I'm stuck, life in Maryland Time has been moving way too slow I'm fucked What's a terrapin?
Writer(s): Benjamin Ross Beal, Jeremy Weinapple Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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