RollingLoud (Bird Scooter) lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just woke up in a haunted house
Where he watching from
Point him out
I’m the type to walk him down
Don’t care what you talking bout
My mama told me I’m a golden child
Put me on the stage at Rolling Loud
Open my backpack
I’m rolling loud
They talking crazy
Need a foot in mouth
The proof is in the mother
f*ckin pudding now
I start a fire
They won’t put it out
I can’t lose my footing now
I ain’t acting goody two shoes
Acting Cuba Gooding now
I just need my loot
Get up out my way
You better scoot
I need me a boot
So I can kick your ass
And send you to the moon
I’m tryna get zooted
I’m tryna get booted
I’m tryna f*ck all on my tutor
Teach me math
Teach me English
Teach me how to fix my f*ckin scooter
Cause I broke that sh*t last June
[Story]
I need someone to teach me how to fix my f*cking Bird Scooter bro
Imagine having a personal Bird Scooter
I used to pull up to all the functions
I had a neighbor, he was crazy as HELL bro
He literally grabbed this Bird Scooter off the street, alright?
He like, ripped the GPS sh*t out of it
Put this, like, redid the wiring
And then it was like, a free Bird Scooter
I used to ride that sh*t everywhere
But then one day that sh*t just crashed
I’m p*ssed off

[Verse 2]
I need a million dollars and a Maybach
And I need that sh*t in straight cash
They acting like stray rats
I’m finna spray that
You gotta know I’m not the type to play that
I press the button and I’m bout to race past
I roll me up a blunt and I’m about to face that
b*tch you do not look like you gon face the facts
And that’s alright
I am not no judge
I just do my sh*t and I am never gonna budge
I just speak my truth
The facts I’m never gonna fudge
b*tch why you looking like you just caught the Suds
I roll a blunt
And another blunt
And another blunt
I’m having so much fun
Haha
I’m finna roll another one