[Chorus]
First she's sweet then she's sour then she all that (DJ)
I don't know when I'll be home I can't call that
If your parents sold your house would you ever find a home
If we got to heaven do you then they'd let us smoke
Woah
And if your parents sold your house would you ever find a home
If I made my way to heaven do you think they'd let me smoke
Baby tell me what you think about at night when you're alone

[Verse 1]
Yes residue
Tennis shoe (ok)
Wanna know what it is, it is (?) see what thеy (?) will do
20 percs. I'm on red alert
Wеll I don't think they ready I make hits like Matchbox Twenty
I keep on getting and shredding the way I'm letting up
I'm getting older and older and you're not catching up
And all these cops on the highway got me scared I'm smoking cigs
Tryna find somewhere warm so we broke into the crib (oh yeah!)
(?) loud ass kids
My prerogative is this is how I wanna live (I do!)
(?)
This will not end well!

[Chorus]
First she's sweet then she's sour then she all that (DJ)
I don't know when I'll be home I can't call that
If your parents sold your house would you ever find a home
If we got to heaven do you then they'd let us smoke
Woah
And if your parents sold your house would you ever find a home
If I made my way to heaven do you think they'd let me smoke
Baby tell me what you think about at night when you're alone