Young, Wild & Free

Is this thing on? Word

So what we get drunk?

So what we smoke weed?

We're just having fun

We don't care who sees (shit)

So what we go out? (Ayy, let me get a lighter, please)

That's how it's supposed to be ('cause you know I'm high as fuck)

Living young and wild and free (keep that in there)

Uh, uh-uh

So what I keep 'em rolled up?

Saggin' my pants, not carin' what I show

Keep it real with my niggas

Keep it player for the hoes

It look clean, don't it?

Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it

Keep me some 501 jeans on

And roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers

And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers

You a class clown and if I skip for the day

I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A

You know what? It's like I'm seventeen again

Peach fuzz on my face, lookin' on the case

Tryna find a hella taste, oh my God

I'm on the chase, Chevy, it's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it

Dippin' away, time keep slippin' away

Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay

Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint

Upfront, four blunts, like, "Khalifa, put the weed in a J"

So what we get drunk?

So what we smoke weed?

We're just having fun

We don't care who sees

So what we go out?

That's how it's supposed to be

Living young and wild and free

Uh, and I don't even care

'Cause if me and my team in here

It's gon' be some weed in the air

Tell 'em, Mac

Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'

When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up

That's how it should be done

Soon as you thinkin' you're down

Find how to turn things around

Now things are lookin' up

From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang

So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang

Uh, now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'