Flat Top Shoes!

Kick it with some flat top shoes
Mobbing down the highway
Down in east Santa Cruz
Eat it on some grass
So you don't get a bruise
Contemplate just how I pop
Shove it with amuse

My life consists Ice cold brews
Coffee makes me likelier to
Get up and groove
Boogie on my maple
While I'm jamming to some tunes
Everybody's watching
Why they lookin' so confused
Like what do I do

I brew, I stew, I knew, this had to be our fate
Oh well, can't dwell, gotta carve some canyons to escape
You know, me now, and I bet you're tired of this place
Come through, Pursue, we can get some fries by the lake
Take in, the air, miles from computers or estates
Drop in, Loot up, the only thing we're missing is your face

Get a board, get on board
Get on board
Get on board

Aye Kick it with some flat top shoes
Mobbing down the highway
Down in east Santa Cruz
Eat it on some grass
So you don't get a bruise
Contemplate just how I pop
Shove it with amuse



Credits
Writer(s): Maxwell Wuebbenhorst
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