I know you wanna be me, I did it so y'all really don't have to Fuckin' make beats and I fall backwards Could live my whole life on a twin mattress Just had to realize that it's all practice Dropped out in two weeks, I got no manners She said she wanna fuck with a synth nerd from the suburbs And I love her, kiss her She don't care if you don't follow her on Twitter She said her kink is people being honest with her I've learned to do that Now I don't overthink shit, I assume absolute fact Kenny Road on my way in the cold to get tools from an old thoughts, make me loop back The crew knack and I knew Jack before we met School was trash, I got new cash and I'm not impressed I'm psyched out, I fly south for Southwest And meet friends, we're featuring on Sunset Fuck a boy thinks comments are gonna stop me Dismiss that, this shit's not a hobby More than enough sauce in my skinny body Big chillin' like Harlem, I ice Sonic So now I'ma really jot these visions for 2020 when I'm landing the 50 spot If I had no streams, we would still feel a milli' hot Cause I got a best friend, now we need to meet at the box, no Now I'm really poppin' 8 feet down, get it out, then I'm city hoppin' And even though not one teacher will catch me stoppin' I gotta slow down, look around and enjoy the small shit So I'll be picking up when my mama callin' If you wonderin', I probably don't care about it If you wonderin', I probably don't care about it