[Intro]
Still wear
Like, hoodies are still in my wardrobe in the summer
Just saying

[Hook]
Still wear
Still wear sweatshirts in warm weather
Still fare well when the fare don't matter
I've been in my room since seven
I know you still wear
Still wear sweatshirts in warm weather
Still fair well when the fare don't matter
Let's go wherever, whenever
I hope we go wherеver, whenevеr
I'll wear whatever, don't matter, I'm cool
I say no whenever I'm fed up
I wanna be fed up wherever with you
Let's just go wherever, whenever
I hope we go wherever, whenever
I'll wear whatever, don't matter, I'm cool
I say no whenever I'm fed up
I wanna be fed up wherever with you

[Verse 1]
Wrote a song the other day I probably won't release
But if you ask me 'bout it I might spill the beans whenever I'm free
Used to be so bubbly but I outgrew Sodastreams
Now it's overthink then go to sleep
You know the fucking things
You know I'm not an open book but I will answer what you ask
Yes, I really meant it in your yearbook writing H.A.G.S
Have a great summer, and fall, and winter, and spring
And then fall in love and then sing about how it's not just a fling
And then set me up with her friend
I'm sure we have mutual friends and her sense of humor is usually there
And she has a frown that she don't like to wear like the suits that I have in the future
It's possible for questions to be stupid
That doesn't mean don't ask it somewhere
Cause it'd be foolish to not be truthful
You know what I mean?
[Hook]
Still wear
Still wear sweatshirts in warm weather
I still fare
Still fare well when the fare don't matter
Still wear
Still wear sweatshirts in warm weather
I still fare
Still fare well when the fare don't matter
Let's go wherever, whenever
I hope we go wherever, whenever
I'll wear whatever, don't matter, I'm cool
I say no whenever I'm fed up
I wanna be fed up wherever with you
Let's just go wherever, whenever
I hope we go wherever, whenever
I'll wear whatever, don't matter, I'm cool
I say no whenever I'm fed up
I wanna be fed up wherever with you

[Verse 2]
Whole squad deteriorating
No job on the horizon
Faux pas being patient
There's no time for games, I've got dinner waiting
Bout time I had ventilation
Bout time I felt amazing
Been getting burned, need to change the razor and a couple things
Turns out that I suck at singing
And bucket lists
And luck with chicks
And locking doors
I'm fucking sick of y'all coming in without knocking or any substance
I need substances
Is it up to me?
Cause I've been wondering