Frat lyrics

[Chorus]
Baby, I just wanna know if you can't go home
Yeah, your parents hate me 'cause I'm smoking too much 'dro
Yeah, you know I love my tree, you ask me to blow some O's
I get high and lose my mind, paranoid, closing doors
When I'm with the bros, we sip fours, yeah
Goin' loco, I know I'm too old to go dumb
Pass out at three, wake up when it's ten
Go out to eat, b*tch, I do it again
b*tch, I love college, I ain't even go, what's the f*cking problem?
I be in your city where them frat b*tches steady toppin'
Buy up in the store to steal some swag, but he couldn't cop it
I don't run track, but ho, I'm on my way to Foamposites
Online game, you can't pause it
So much drip that my b*tch thought my room's a closet
Thought that was a diss, I got p*ssed, I got nauseous
Sprayed pack, accidentally bought it
I got out the trap way too quick when the feds were on it

[Bridge]
Ayy, ayy, when the feds were on it
I ain't bein' honest
Yeah, yeah
I got a bad b*tch in my phone right now
I got a bad b*tch in my phone right now
I got a bad b*tch in my phone right now
I got a bad b*tch in my phone right—
[Verse]
I just talked to a fiend at the corner store
Ain't had a dream since I was fifteen, I been too stoned
And I know I get too mean when I'm in the zone
You a dog, you a b*tch, you just need a bone
And I'm feelin' too damn old, yeah
Mama askin' me, "Please come home, son"
But I'm with lil' Fitted f*cked up, postin' off the Samsung
I be on the TOR browser, buyin' drugs for fun

[Chorus]
Baby, I just wanna know if you can't go home
Yeah, your parents hate me 'cause I'm smoking too much 'dro
Yeah, you know I love my tree, you ask me to blow some O's
I get high and lose my mind, paranoid, closing doors
When I'm with the bros, we sip fours, yeah
Goin' loco, I know I'm too old to go dumb
Pass out at three, wake up when it's ten
Go out to eat, b*tch, I do it again
b*tch, I love college, I ain't even go, what's the f*cking problem?
I be in your city where them frat b*tches steady toppin'
Buy up in the store to steal some swag, but he couldn't cop it
I don't run track, but ho, I'm on my way to Foamposites
Online game, you can't pause it
So much drip that my b*tch thought my room's a closet
Thought that was a diss, I got p*ssed, I got nauseous
Sprayed pack, accidentally bought it
I got out the trap way too quick when the feds were on it