I could reminisce if you give me two months or two minutes
It's hard to sing the blues when I'm feeling new thumbs on my digits
Started treating all my demons like pigeons
Fuck the LTE when I'm with LTE chilling
All of us are little bit different, thus fitting
Look who stuck around and who's tripping, who's both
Looking back at smooth faces, cheap liquor, cool hosts
I'm in basements and backyards
Eyes red, someone must've had the flash on
Late nights, plenty couches to be crashed on
Hoping God don't pull a fast one
Never had a worry in the whole wide world if the weekend's rolling like it has to
Hey Mom, I'm sleeping over
Basements and backyards make it hard to grow up in a bad mood
Never had a plan in high school but that's alright
'Cause everything was simple then life got college-y
But my memories are right there where they ought to be
Check the yearbooks for my story on the soccer team
Benchwarmer, substitute, all region, captain so don't talk to me
Taking off my jersey the last time really got to me
But by then I was rapping, my superlative was obvious
Shoutout to my tolerance convincing me to talk to her
Didn't touch the brown so vodka worked
Music Midtown, "it's just water, sir!"
We try to hold it down but often burp
I'm an awful flirt
Who is popular?
When a crush leaves we carpool then crush leaves by the armful
Not harmful, we're just teens in a GroupMe
Member that time ubering ****
2 or 3, I'm with 2 or 3 and the munchies in the pantry
Like "where the fuck is y'all's candy at?"
I'm in backyards and basements
If I took a drug test I would fail it
Late nights, every second was a punch line
See you Monday in the lunch line
Never had a worry in the whole wide world if the weekend's rolling like it has to
Hey Mom, I'm sleeping over
Basements and backyards make it hard to grow up in a bad mood
Never had a plan in high school but that's alright
'Cause everything was simple then life got college-y
But my memories are right there where they ought to be
"Dotan..."
"Dude what?"
"Where are you?"
"We're outside in the car"
"Are you gonna come in?"
"Yeah, just we don't know which house it is"
"Is it the one that you parked in front of?"
"The one with the minivan in the driveway"
"The- that you parked behind"
"I parked behind-"
"Alright come to the front door and let us-"
"Dude, someone boxed you in. You can't leave unless you drive on the grass
And that person's sleeping over!"
"Can you act not like idiots for like five minutes?"
"Okay, we're fine, we're fine. Will you open the door?"
"Emily, will you let them in?"