young dumb full of fun

k state

k-u

but i'm born and raised in m-i-z

z-o-u

my eagle eye sees the day

they legalize weed in k

c i'mma need to buy trees and pay

but we don't need no high fees

ok?

movin' at a snails pace

arms around this gals waist

36 24 36 i'm guessin' she's not jail bait

so drunk i got pale face

just like when i tailgate

woke up with 3 chicks on me they lucky i don't yell rape

ooooh yeah cherry kool-aid

mix it with some grain alcohol add lemon that's called that foolaid

you made so much that'll prolly last you like a few days

but not when we come thru you know what we do me and my crew rage

cookies

brownies

thc suckers

vodkas

cognacs

whiskey

lovers

rita's

tini's

downers

uppers

doin' it cause we young dumb and fun mother fuckers!

we just

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i live it

i got it

i'm with it

you not it

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and we got shots

ooh

and then we hot box

ooh

and if the cop stops

ooh

take it to mi casa

this is what i do

like an illiterate idiot

we'd read on a light flare

dumbin' up in the muck

she didn't give a fuck

but i might care

trynna snag me a chicken

then cinch her up in a tight snare

if y'all coppin' i'm right there

like an orthodontist's nightmare

fiendin' like christine

i can hear em knockin' don't let them in

dreamin' i'm steven dean

when i'm in this home made of ketamine

itchin' to wet your whistle

official while out and get it in

take a shot with ephederine

red is nothing but

picture me with a pitcher

or passin' out with an 8-ball

tell every chick i meet that

her meat will probably get ate raw

i'll catch y'all on the far side

promise to pack the pipe tonight

and i am nowhere near od'ing

just satisfyin' my appetite

i'm young

do it for all the college kids k city mo

with the vision fo' future politics

smokin' on marijuana is 'bout as common as sayin' amen is

throwed off of that cognac

no rocks you could hold that

patron shots and a dope sack

doing big things so you thinkin' that

you can spit game

talk your shit

grab your dabs

call your clique

kief on a key

got to keep that low

with the law catch wind on a log-on trip

wild for the night

higher than a kite

my eyes squintin' like where waldo is

team on deck and we all go in

i'mma puff puff puff 'till my jawbone bent

ah

ah

now we wobble

dewobble get out the way way

your knotted squad is ronald

macdonald without the face paint

but i maintain

we gon' get her done

bang bang never with a gun

take-take in

pullin' love plus wooly bud

bruh

cause we young dumb full of fun!