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honestav
honestav
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Avrey Freeman
Avrey Freeman
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JR Rotem
JR Rotem
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I'm fucked up I'm tore down But I'm still down for another round Passin' good tree 'til it goes out And all the pretty girls got they phones out But we Still drinkin' Smoked this whole weekend Wrecked my mom's car She's stoked I'm still breathin' But my mom is stoned And don't think I know She smokes weed like me So we even I'm too weird for the cool kids (hey) I'm too cool for the weirdos (oh) I moved on got my own crib (hey) Now Jake's dad is my hero (oh) A peanut butter sandwich Lyrical lemonade I fuckin' hate this warehouse At least I'm getting paid My car a piece of shit But I still keep it clean I gotta get this music out so I can live my dream Life sucks I'm hip I smoke weed and talk shit My friends think I'll make it Too bad all my Friends are brainless Oh me (oh me) Oh my (oh my) I've been drinkin' half my life (my life) Oh me (oh me) Oh my (oh my) Someone pour me one more time I'm fucked up I'm tore down But I'm still down for another round Passin' good tree 'til it goes out And all the pretty girls got they phones out But we Still drinkin' Smoked this whole weekend Wrecked my mom's car She's stoked I'm still breathin' But my mom is stoned And don't think I know She smokes weed like me So we even I'm too weird for the cool kids (hey) I'm too cool for the weirdos (oh) I moved on got my own crib (hey) Now Jake's dad is my hero (oh) My ID still bent 'Cause we got too drunk Lock the door too soon and had to break back in My screen still broke 'Cause we got too stoned I got up too quick and then I dropped my phone I got stories 'bout you (I got stories 'bout you) You got stories 'bout me (you got stories 'bout me) I like being 'round you (I like being 'round you) You make it hard for me to leave I'm fucked up I'm tore down But I'm still down for another round Passin' good tree 'til it goes out And all the pretty girls got they phones out But we Still drinkin' Smoked this whole weekend Wrecked my mom's car She's stoked I'm still breathin' But my mom is stoned And don't think I know She smokes weed like me So we even I'm too weird for the cool kids (hey) I'm too cool for the weirdos (oh) I moved on got my own crib (hey) Now Jake's dad is my hero (oh)
Writer(s): Jonathan Rotem, Kurtis Parks, Avrey Freeman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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