Bedtime Boys (feat. RG)
(No shes shes mature for her age)
(Hes like ah Rory come back to bed Rory)
(No you gotta cuddle with daddy)
(Let me slide it in your asshole)
(Let me rub on you Rory)
(Oh Rory)
(Hes here to meet up with a 13 year old girl for sex)
(Are you insecure or something?)
(Your girl literally cheated on you)
(And you have the audacity to say that shit to me?)
(If its Hendrix's cakes its wraps)
(I'm not gon lie)
(His cheeks are getting absolutely obliterated)
(I'm talking bout like earth shattering backshots)
(Josh I'm gonna fucking touch you)
Trying to play games but your off by 8
Fishing with friends bro your the bait
When daddy kills you'll be on the news
Because waking up at 5 ain't a passable excuse
They shot a load it missed me like Trump
Eric Grode is looking quite plump
Peed the bed it made a puddle
Josh tried to join the 2 way cuddle
I tried to teach Eric that no means no
But Rory was absent he was making sloppy joes
Something is fishy let me inspect
Because there is no proof of a service project
Work in the morning but your not on a payroll
Ragler backed down from Sam like J Cole
Eric touching kids like hes Drake
Rory Rogler your drivers license is fake
Sucking Canes sauce off the tip
Saying your shit heat but we just skip
Boys in bed sharp at 9
We all know Ansley ain't fine
I'd hit but I'd regret
Thinking bout her just makes you wet
She could be your sister
You would still kiss her
Rory tryna go band for band
19 and he still don't got a plan
Josh's futures more setup
Put the fries in the bag wheres my ketchup?
(Hes not gonna know like I'm calling you its fine)
(Peyton I just clipped that shit)
(Hey Ry)
(Oh my gosh I was at the frats)
(And they were tall and I just thought about you)
(I was like Ryan looks so tall and hes so funny)
(My friends calling me goodbye)
(You should come hangout in my room I have my own room goodbye)
Does the seat go back?
I guess it does
I'm tired of your ass I'm talking to other huzz
Going back to highschool football
Conversations with the boys like you're talking to a wall
Everybody knows your a big ass yapper
Lying on my name on your private story you a capper
I moved on we not in sophmore year
I'm writing this in the 913 and sipping a beer
(Hes like ah Rory come back to bed Rory)
(No you gotta cuddle with daddy)
(Let me slide it in your asshole)
(Let me rub on you Rory)
(Oh Rory)
(Hes here to meet up with a 13 year old girl for sex)
(Are you insecure or something?)
(Your girl literally cheated on you)
(And you have the audacity to say that shit to me?)
(If its Hendrix's cakes its wraps)
(I'm not gon lie)
(His cheeks are getting absolutely obliterated)
(I'm talking bout like earth shattering backshots)
(Josh I'm gonna fucking touch you)
Trying to play games but your off by 8
Fishing with friends bro your the bait
When daddy kills you'll be on the news
Because waking up at 5 ain't a passable excuse
They shot a load it missed me like Trump
Eric Grode is looking quite plump
Peed the bed it made a puddle
Josh tried to join the 2 way cuddle
I tried to teach Eric that no means no
But Rory was absent he was making sloppy joes
Something is fishy let me inspect
Because there is no proof of a service project
Work in the morning but your not on a payroll
Ragler backed down from Sam like J Cole
Eric touching kids like hes Drake
Rory Rogler your drivers license is fake
Sucking Canes sauce off the tip
Saying your shit heat but we just skip
Boys in bed sharp at 9
We all know Ansley ain't fine
I'd hit but I'd regret
Thinking bout her just makes you wet
She could be your sister
You would still kiss her
Rory tryna go band for band
19 and he still don't got a plan
Josh's futures more setup
Put the fries in the bag wheres my ketchup?
(Hes not gonna know like I'm calling you its fine)
(Peyton I just clipped that shit)
(Hey Ry)
(Oh my gosh I was at the frats)
(And they were tall and I just thought about you)
(I was like Ryan looks so tall and hes so funny)
(My friends calling me goodbye)
(You should come hangout in my room I have my own room goodbye)
Does the seat go back?
I guess it does
I'm tired of your ass I'm talking to other huzz
Going back to highschool football
Conversations with the boys like you're talking to a wall
Everybody knows your a big ass yapper
Lying on my name on your private story you a capper
I moved on we not in sophmore year
I'm writing this in the 913 and sipping a beer
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Goff, Xavier Beauregard
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