Medium

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit (yo that's my shit)

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin your bitch, fuckin your bitch

Fuckin your bitch and I'm fuckin' your bitch

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit (yo that's my shit)

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch

Fuckin your bitch and I'm fuckin' your bitch

This the best summer I ever had

I went to heaven no coming back

I hit the gym with a duffle bag, duffle bag

I hit ya girl with a ruffle bag, ruffle bag

Chips chips chips

On my lips lips lips

Xoxo kiss kiss

Xoxo gossip, Jakey in a bitch

I put my state on the map like this

(What that shit sound like) SD

Me and my dick and his two best friends

(Run it back run it back) testes

I got the power to pull up

And hop out and pop out

And puke on the pavement

Fuck all the money I'm saving, man

I didn't even know I could feel, I could feel like this

Like this, like

Didn't even know I could pay my own bills like this

Like this, like

I didn't even know I could skip the honor roll like this

Like this like

Didn't even know I could talk to the dead like this

Like this, like this, fuck it up

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit (yo that's my shit)

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch

Fuckin your bitch and I'm fuckin' your bitch

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit

That's my shit, that's my shit, that's my shit (yo that's my shit)

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin' a bitch, fuckin' a bitch

Fuckin your bitch fuckin your bitch

Fuckin your bitch and I'm fuckin' your bitch

I do this shit for my dead friends

Me and my brother we brethren

He the one that got me rappin

Captain and coke in the basket

I'm not 21 so I'm askin, I'm not 21 I ain't savage

I ain't tragic, I know magic

Leviosaa, my package

The first girl I did it with killed herself

So now I gotta make sure I know myself

But I'm fine

It's fine

Had a BFF online

Hit up MSN all night

Gotta be kind rewind

But then I got DVDs

And then I got HDDs

But I'm still young Jakey

Sucked in by TV screens

I'm playin DKC

I'm playin Kirby's Dream

I'm living out my dreams

I'm living everything

Im'a do everything I can

Steal out of the house

Of my soul, snackin on

Graham cracker cereal bowls

Say what you want

Cause ya boy on a roll

Say what you want

Cause ya boy eatin rolls

Say what you want

You can say what you want

But you know that you wrong

When I bare out my soul

Lower the beat

In the burial hole

Bury me too, 'cause

I didn't even know I could feel, I could feel like this

Like this, like

Didn't even know I could pay my own bills like this

Like this, like

I didn't even know I could skip the honor roll like this

Like this like

Didn't even know I could talk to the dead like this

Like this, like this, fuck it up