9teen
Nineteen, don't try me
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Pop out for the night, yeah
Baby, how you like that?
Nineteen, don't try me
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Now I'm gon' pop out for the night
Spark a blunt and catch a vibe
Make a wish and blow a kiss, alright (Alright)
Maybe I'm just mistaken
But you ain't never loved the way I am
But baby I just can't take much
Why can't you ever stop and understand
I'm supernatural
My bro pass me the piece, I'm finna catch 'em all
I'm tired of these dreams and all this alcohol
And a bitch can't break my heart, shawty after all
I ain't gon' catch your fall
On god I'ma swerve too fast
Gotta slow down my heart rate, yeah
I'm not tryna crash
But I'ma go way too hard in here
I had to go get my bag
In the whip, the roof dropping, yeah
Pretty bitch, I'll be cautious here
They want me broke but not this year
Woah, oh-oh, they wanna see me down and out
Broken hearts are too overrated
But please don't sell me out
Woah, oh-oh, I think I'm boutta go out
Cus she's up then down right before she turns around
No doubt
Nineteen, don't try me
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Now I'm gon' pop out for the night
Spark a blunt and catch a vibe
Make a wish and blow a kiss, alright (Alright)
Maybe I'm just mistaken
But you ain't never loved the way I am
But baby I just can't take much
Why can't you ever stop and understand
I'm supernatural
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Pop out for the night, yeah
Baby, how you like that?
Nineteen, don't try me
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Now I'm gon' pop out for the night
Spark a blunt and catch a vibe
Make a wish and blow a kiss, alright (Alright)
Maybe I'm just mistaken
But you ain't never loved the way I am
But baby I just can't take much
Why can't you ever stop and understand
I'm supernatural
My bro pass me the piece, I'm finna catch 'em all
I'm tired of these dreams and all this alcohol
And a bitch can't break my heart, shawty after all
I ain't gon' catch your fall
On god I'ma swerve too fast
Gotta slow down my heart rate, yeah
I'm not tryna crash
But I'ma go way too hard in here
I had to go get my bag
In the whip, the roof dropping, yeah
Pretty bitch, I'll be cautious here
They want me broke but not this year
Woah, oh-oh, they wanna see me down and out
Broken hearts are too overrated
But please don't sell me out
Woah, oh-oh, I think I'm boutta go out
Cus she's up then down right before she turns around
No doubt
Nineteen, don't try me
Growing up is coming up, don't remind me
Now I'm gon' pop out for the night
Spark a blunt and catch a vibe
Make a wish and blow a kiss, alright (Alright)
Maybe I'm just mistaken
But you ain't never loved the way I am
But baby I just can't take much
Why can't you ever stop and understand
I'm supernatural
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Writer(s): Zachary Sabetta
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