I eat the peanut butter straight from the jar.
And I prefer to roll with kids with access to a car.
My hair is as real as your story of last weekend.
'cause you try to compare our nights
But mine end when I'm barely breathin.
I say it's crazy when I don't care
And most of the time I really don't
But when I actually do
Show ya? No I won't.
We just poppin bottles like some backyard alley cats
You're cool til ya have a curfew
I can't be associated with that.
