Thong poking out above her ripped jeans

If i’m asleep? don’t wake me up from this dream

Yeah baby I don’t wanna wakeup

Unless it’s to you in your makeup

What we do makes no difference to me

We can sit @ home hitting the weed

We can go out, hit a bar or 2

Or have a cookout, i’ll watch the stars with you

It’s all the same to me

Got a bunch of video games you can play with me

& the music don’t stop

Turn it up, let it rock the whole block

Bumping Sum 41 till the cops come

Put it on a banging beat & i’m on one

Yeah i’m back bitch

Me & the boiiis giving you a fat lip

How bout that shit? I can’t feel my face

& this punk motherfucker tried to steal my date

But he didn’t know I was a superstar

All good but dawg can you move your car?

Boo & I tryina head out

Turn the radio up & we get down

Headed to the rock show

So don’t hit us up, we gotta go

Maybe we’ll see you when we get there

Step out the car, get a breath of fresh air

See my dawgs backstage

My homie hit like Murderface when he’s on that bass

Call it Metalocalypse

Crowd can smell the pot we hit

All good cause we all stoned

& i’m with you, i’m not all alone

That’s what I tell myself at night

Truth is, i’m not doing well in life

But what’s the difference if I was?

Would I be with you somewhere hitting blunts?

Like i’m 16 again

Sometimes I really need a friend

Shoutout the few that I do have

I got love for y’all, hope you knew that

But if you need me baby? i’m right here

Whats that you want? you didn’t make it quiet clear

But I will listen to the words you say

If we can chill for just a day