​wannahavefun.m4a

Lyrics

[Chorus: Jomie] Heard I move different since I got a buzz Yeah, I got friends, but nobody does Sorta need money, like out of the register Don't care about respect just to keep it a buck Heard he was quackin', we makin' him duck Stuck in this world and I'm shit out of luck And ever since then, keep taking L's Mistaken my kindness for weakness, a chump right? Couldn't give a fuck 'bout the limelight My bitch say I'm good for nothing 'Til I picked up something, still say that I'm "aight" What's a crock-pot to a stove? Look at my left wrist, it's out of control I just love lickin' the bowl Used to think I was dope Now that I'm up, they won't leave me alone ah-ah [Verse: Supachefm] This that shit to smoke to This is some shit you could roll to This is that put your feet up, undo some rubber bands with the bros to And lay in the sun, like, girls just wanna have fun She pluck every petal, like, "love me or not" Hard to tell when I'm so out the box Facetime if you really my rock Don't waste time tryna worry 'bout me and mines I'ma always get up, yeah This is that shit to roll to This is some shit you could smoke to, yeah This is that old bag, almost throwback from the way that I came in I'm mixing new swag with the old swag almost like a new language Make sure the shoes match with the gemstones, that shit built like a spaceship Let's lay in the sun, like, girls just wanna have fun Duh, they calling my celly-celly Only pop out if it's pelle pelle News flash, always camera ready Pink stones, she could pick the setting I'm her ringtone, always in her headies Rocking on stage like I'm Kelly Clark Don't go away, rather in your arms This is that shit to roll to This is some shit you could smoke to, yeah [Chorus: Jomie] Heard I move different since I got a buzz Yeah, I got friends, but nobody does Sorta need money, like out of the register Don't care about respect just to keep it a buck Heard he was quackin', we makin' him duck Stuck in this world and I'm shit out of luck And ever since then, keep taking L's Mistaken my kindness for weakness, a chump right? Couldn't give a fuck 'bout the limelight My bitch say I'm good for nothing 'Til I picked up something, still say that I'm "aight" What's a crock-pot to a stove? Look at my left wrist, it's out of control I just love lickin' the bowl Used to think I was dope Now that I'm up, they won't leave me alone ah-ah