Dope shit like that, Jerm
Oh, hi
Welcome back to K.I.D.S., um
Follow your dreams
Yeah

Wanna get a mansion, a jacuzzi

A theater to watch my movies

Couple whips and lots of fancy things

The kids they call the Goonies

I see the future, crystal ball

Mirror mirror hangin' on the wall

Who the flyest white boy of them all?

Got your girlfriend screenin' all the calls

She bubblin', we fuckin', then you cuddlin'

Like, baby, where the fuck you been?

Don't wanna tell you she in love with him

So, so we ain't sayin' nothin'

You could probably tell she bluffin'

'Cause she kiss you with the mouth

She gave me head with my concussion

Yeah, she blushin', all red

Wanna rush and go to bed

You interrogate that bitch like you the feds

So she says she in love with a rockstar, rockstar

Wanna smoke my weed, so she asks me where the tops are, tops are



Oh (Top drawer, haha), oh, oh (Yeah)

Honey, I need you 'round (Haha)

I know, I know (Just some motherfuckin' kids)

Oh, oh, oh

Honey, I need you 'round (Make money, fuck bitches)

I know (Yeah), I know (Pittsburgh, hey, Jerm, hey)



These hoes is drunk, wanna come and smoke this blunt

Then let me take 'em home and do anything I want

I said, baby, I can ride you, just let me get inside you

I can take you higher if you hit this vaporizer

I got that dope dick, I'll be your supplier

You grabbin' on my sheets and hittin' notes like you Mariah

Obsessed with me

Undress a freak on ecstasy

I'm out and then she textin' me

Like, "What you doin' next week, next week?" (Yeah)



Hear me now

I'm down on knees and praying

Though my faith is weak

Without you so please, baby, please

Give us a chance

Make amends and I will stand up 'til the end

A million times, a trillion more (Hey)



Oh, oh, oh (Hey, I just wanted to inform y'all)

Honey, I need you 'round (I'm drunk as fuck)

I know, I know (Most Dope, bitch, hey)

Oh, oh, oh (K.I.D.S., what's up?)

Honey, I need you 'round (I'm high as fuck, yeah, yes, sir)

I know, I know (Oh, I graduated, oh yeah, I just graduated high school, haha)



Hey, homie

Don't be mad that your girl loves me (Don't cut anything yet)

It's not my fault (Yeah)

I'm just doin' me (Haha)

If your girl love me, let her love me, you feel me?

So, baby

Smile (Uh-huh)

Baby, don't cry

I will only fly

With you by my side