Adult Summers (PART 2)
Compare your lives to mine and then kill yourselves!
Fuck, my phone's going off
I just won't tell him now
I can't handle the thought of him turning this music down
I get so stressed sometimes
It feels so nice to feel so fine
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
I wanna smoke, smoke, smoke
On the beach, beach, beach
I wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
Up the police, police, police
I wanna do weird drugs on my high school park
I wanna do drugs that I never even heard of
Fuck, my phone's going off
I just won't tell him now
I can't handle the thought of him turning this music down
I get so stressed sometimes
It feels so nice to feel so fine
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
Oooo-oooo
I wanna smoke, smoke, smoke
On the beach, beach, beach
I wanna fuck, fuck, fuck
Up the police, police, police
I wanna do weird drugs on my high school park
I wanna do drugs that I never even heard of
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Gregory
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