Oh, yeah
It get weird, it get weird growing up
I don't want no love, but I don't think you did enough
In the club, keep goin' up
Fuck, shit, that's why I keep on throwing up
Why should I keep on pouring up?
I wish I could just not grow up
I wish I could just not pour up
All I wanna do is chill inside a slut truck
I think she know what's up, but she don't give a fuck (Nah)
They say Nettspend the one, I make her have some fun, ayy
It might be seventh Heaven, but I'll send that boy to one, yeah
And I'm not even twenty-seven, but I wanna be in the club, shit (Mhm)
TRX, took a risk, I'm on dumb shit
Yeah, I'm on dumb shit
Let's have fun before I'm done, bitch
Let's go one, number one quick
It get weird, it get weird growing up
I don't want no love, but I don't think you did enough
In the club, keep goin' up
Fuck, shit, that's why I keep on throwing up
Why should I keep on pouring up?
I wish I could just not grow up
I wish I could just not pour up
All I wanna do is chill inside a slut truck
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