Growing Up

Oh, yeah

It get weird, it get weird growing up
I don't want no love, but I don't think you did enough
In the club, you goin' up
Fuck, shit, that's why I keep on throwing up
Why should I keep on pouring up?
I wish I could just not grow up
I wish I could just not pour up
All I wanna do is chill inside a slut truck

I think she know what's up, but she don't give a fuck (nah)
They say, "Nettspend the one," I make her have some fun, ay
It might be Seventh Heaven, but I'll send that boy to one, yeah
And I'm not even 27, but I wanna be in the club, shit (mm-hm)
TRX, took a risk, I'm on dumb shit
Yeah, I'm on dumb shit
Let's have fun before I'm done, bitch
Let's go onе, number one clique

It gеt weird, it get weird growing up
I don't want no love, but I don't think you did enough
In the club, keep goin' up
Fuck, shit, that's why I keep on throwing up
Why should I keep on pouring up?
I wish I could just not grow up
I wish I could just not pour up
All I wanna do is chill inside a slut truck



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Writer(s): Carter Bryson, Gunner Shepardson, Rok Curkovic, Teun Vroomen
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