i was told im not that guy but i gladly disagreed
frat boys pay me $30 cuz im actually a G
i just casually get a bag, income passive as can be
jorts were in the washer still so i had to rip my jeans
im at the dollar tree riding a quad like steve austin
posters with pics of my face like "please stop him"
im overstimulated by all of the prices, deals awesome
manager cant even do shit cause he called in
mama told me get a job but i have one lurking forums
keeping the art of text alive is of first importance
writing bars fills my veins with surged endorphins
i get on tinder on the side just to flirt with mormons
location set to utah, to troll some Presbyterian daughter
she asked if im down to soak but i have a fear of water
u can still get nervous as a heartthrob and a menace
not noticing the typo she asked to gobble up my pennis
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