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

That's how it's supposed to be

Living young and wild and free,

Uh, uh-uhm, so what I keep 'em rolled up

Saggin' my pants, not caring what I show

Keep it real with my niggas

Keep it player for these hoes

It look clean, don't it?

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

Give me some 5-0-1 jeans on it

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 17 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 keeps slippin' away

Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay

Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint

Up front, 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 there

There'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

Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'

Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building