DJ BlackTide - Teen Life Lyrics

Goon Squad, FMB
Stayin with my nitch never switch up
Smoking swishers in the morning wake my bitch up
Selling bongs like i'm chong till i'm faded or i'm gone
Buying new and know my dealers getting hit up
Skate sesh till my motherf*cking legs break
Boardchip get the god damn grip tape
On tours while your selling off your mixtapes
Soundcloud rappers get yo motherf*cker heads straight damn
Bout time to go night bitch
Getting jumped oh you gon' pop up a fight bitch
Need a plug I got all damn types bitch
And we gone party till the sun shows light bitch like yeah
Cuz we call this teen shit y'all are bogus you ain't on no good green shit
Raised off a backwood smoking half a pack get drunk
One night cuz we all go on that team shit and
F*ck most of y'all pulling out a tec thats protocol
We leave a mouse dribble that's basketball
Keeping my fam over me that's most of all
From a place where the guns blast off people run fast
Then we beating teeth until the gums go raw
Hoes ain't welcome
Beat a snitch telling on me quick
Snatching up his shit then pulling out the belt son
Murder is show on the game
Drink the fuel from a plane
Eat a match to get lit son
You and I ain't the same
Imma stay with a drop
Drop a cop till it gets done
'Cuz we call this teen shit y'all are bogus you ain't on no good green shit
Raised off a backwood smoking half a pack get drunk
One night cuz we all go on that team shit whoah
'Cuz we call this teen shit y'all are bogus you ain't on no good green shit
Raised off a backwood smoking half a pack get drunk
One night cuz we all go on that team shit
Ain't no doubt on me bitch
Fresh to death an i'm gone style on a bitch
Got a gotti a lambo an outti then switch
To a jet or a chopper or all of them mixed
No crutch with me dog
Hands in the sky if you f*ck with me dog
Friends with me you are so lucky my dog
If we enemies best if you running my dog
Smokin' the bowl till it turns into resin
Drinking and smoking dont f*ck with you peasants
F*ck with me bro you'll be sent up to heaven or hell
I'm addicted to shit I ain't messing with
Students need lessons and class is in session
Oh you like the fast shit
I could spit a couple bars like a mad lib
I could get a couple grammy's still practice
I could kill a couple pricks like a cactus rapping whoah
On MTV gonna show these haters why to be afraid of me
Gone jump a bitch look the wrong way at me
I ain't f*ck with money women fame plain to see
Gotta piece always say they coming for me
Fact I got a couple glocks and they gunning on me
Pray on me like Tupac and they nunning on me
Everyday fronting from the cops they ain't nothing on me
I ain't fit in with the popular crowd
And I ain't ever know the shit you talking about
I'm talking it now i'm shining like I got paid and I'm clocking it out
Knew clothes and I'm rocking them out
Hella smart Stephen Hawking it out
Broken leg but I'm still sleep walking it out
Who you trying to be in front of me
I'm boutta take this back to back in 2003
Before I smoke good on a pound a green
Before I was a donor with a liver or leen
And before I start my day with a brand new key damn
And that shit's low boutta listen to my lyrics with an after glow
I'm an artist with my raps i've been called Van-go
When they ask who the best you can hear back joe
Cuz I'm a god, damn that's fine
I'm bout to hit yo girl up with a bottle of whine
Take the liquor and the glock and a couple of 9's
Russian rulette with a rifle thats a hell of a time
And it's a hell of a grind
Cuz we call this teen shit y'all are bogus you ain't on no good green shit
Raised off a backwood smoking half a pack get drunk
One night cuz we all go on that team shit
Cuz we call this teen shit y'all are bogus you ain't on no good green shit
Raised off a backwood smoking half a pack get drunk
One night cuz we all go on that team shit