Ballshorts & breakdowns lyrics

[Intro]
Y'know, nostalgia does weird things to you
Check it

[Verse 1: AOL]
All these dudes that used to trap got kids now
I'm still posted writing raps in the same house
I used to dream of escaping, makin' a breakout
2015, ball shorts and breakdowns
Yeah, we used to run them pits
When we were young ass kids, and i still love that sh*t
The homie moved out west, but i still love that b*tch
I treat the scene like relays cause i run that b*tch
God
I didn’t run track, man i just bumped tracks
Vaporwave, punk rock, Sigur Rós, gun raps
I'm not a f*cking trap star, I don’t run crack
I get my di*k sucked by twink punks and spit dumb raps (Motherf*ckеr)
This the sound of the internеt denizen
Gimme more racks, b*tch, i’m all about the benjamins
b*tches on my sack cause i’m tall, smart and feminine
Catch me in the cut off a blunt and adrenaline
pus*y

[Verse 2: zombAe]