GROWN ASS KIDS
Yep!
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups (Coming for the crown man)
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups (Yea I'm coming for the crown)
We just grown ass kids
Yea I'm coming for the crown
I don't fuck around
I'm a fucking dog I'm from the pound
Yea I'm from a town
Where they get their bullshit by the pound
This that killer sound, this that killer shit
This that free throw buzzer beater
Go gorillas shit, uh
Now I didn't mean to offend anybody
But I got a fucking semi and I'm aiming at everybody
I'm going crazy, I'm going stupid
I got a bow and arrow but
Don't call me fucking cupid
I got a couple homies that'd do it
If I don't wanna
I got a bitch named Wanda
She say she from Wakanda, bitch!
Yea my shit ain't suitable to play around
The boys in blue but nothing is
Cos they gon' still aim at you
So keep a stick by your side and
Pray to god that they don't try to
Give another black guy
Yet another black eye
And yet another bullet hole
And yet another gravestone
Man this shit is so cold
Shit is like North Pole
But you not even from America
I know this
But this shit is like Eric Andre wrote this
Everything bogus
All this fucking hoe shit
We ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
Man I won't stop rapping until I get
About a thousand diamond plaques
And even then I won't be happy cos
All that shit that happened
To my sister in the past be irreversible
And to think my dad wasn't even merciful
It's fucked up, what happened to decent people
Everybody so fucking evil now man
I'm still coming for the crown man
Yea, I'm coming I'm coming
I'm coming like a fucking gun
I'm Lil Pumpin'
You a cabbage patch munchkin
They should call you Lil Pumpkin
I got Feet of Clay bumping
And the trap house jumping
I write F.B.S. on everything
Cos I'm finna be something something
I'm coming like a fucking gun
I'm Lil Pumpin'
You a cabbage patch munchkin
They should call you Lil Pumpkin
I got Feet of Clay bumping
And the trap house jumping
I write F.B.S. on everything
Cos I'm finna be something something
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups (Coming for the crown man)
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups (Yea I'm coming for the crown)
We just grown ass kids
Yea I'm coming for the crown
I don't fuck around
I'm a fucking dog I'm from the pound
Yea I'm from a town
Where they get their bullshit by the pound
This that killer sound, this that killer shit
This that free throw buzzer beater
Go gorillas shit, uh
Now I didn't mean to offend anybody
But I got a fucking semi and I'm aiming at everybody
I'm going crazy, I'm going stupid
I got a bow and arrow but
Don't call me fucking cupid
I got a couple homies that'd do it
If I don't wanna
I got a bitch named Wanda
She say she from Wakanda, bitch!
Yea my shit ain't suitable to play around
The boys in blue but nothing is
Cos they gon' still aim at you
So keep a stick by your side and
Pray to god that they don't try to
Give another black guy
Yet another black eye
And yet another bullet hole
And yet another gravestone
Man this shit is so cold
Shit is like North Pole
But you not even from America
I know this
But this shit is like Eric Andre wrote this
Everything bogus
All this fucking hoe shit
We ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
Man I won't stop rapping until I get
About a thousand diamond plaques
And even then I won't be happy cos
All that shit that happened
To my sister in the past be irreversible
And to think my dad wasn't even merciful
It's fucked up, what happened to decent people
Everybody so fucking evil now man
I'm still coming for the crown man
Yea, I'm coming I'm coming
I'm coming like a fucking gun
I'm Lil Pumpin'
You a cabbage patch munchkin
They should call you Lil Pumpkin
I got Feet of Clay bumping
And the trap house jumping
I write F.B.S. on everything
Cos I'm finna be something something
I'm coming like a fucking gun
I'm Lil Pumpin'
You a cabbage patch munchkin
They should call you Lil Pumpkin
I got Feet of Clay bumping
And the trap house jumping
I write F.B.S. on everything
Cos I'm finna be something something
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
I got a hunny that I like so
You can hold that kiss
Don't be funny on the mic when
You gon' choke that shit
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
We we ain't even grown ups
We just grown ass kids
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Writer(s): Darcy May
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