’Till We Die
Chorus:
Just me and my dudes, just my dudes and I
Y'all know my ruse, I do deny
This should be news on Fox Channel 5
Cause we act like foos, and we doing it live
No Billy O' Rei...
Straight chilling like heteros in the winter, wish you would, like a splinter
Check your tone, like a printer, boy, just my dudes and I
We'll say it on pews: fly 'till we die
Verse 1:
Yo - clique tight like a seatbelt
Rhymes so hot, we make the heat melt
Dudes do it on our own, we don't need help
And my girl stays fine with her sweet smell
...Homies chilling in my basement
No new friends, screw the replacements, we go harder than the pavement, boy
...That's down to Earth, not down, we turnt
Up; or cooling cause we fooling 'round
...Rant 'bout sports - talk 'bout chicks
"Is it creepy if I just followed and liked her pics?"
...Kobe's sick - Lebron is better
"Boy you look stupid as hell; USPA sweater"
Broski, pass the pizza, you a piece of poop in FIFA
...swear the hunger game is real, call me Peeta
Freestyle practice, how hot is Katniss
All I see around is dead clocks, guess the time has (passed away)
Chorus:
Just me and my dudes, just my dudes and I
Y'all know my ruse, I do deny
This should be news on Fox Channel 5
Cause we act like foos, and we doing it live
No Billy O' Rei...
Straight chilling like heteros in the winter, wish you would, like a splinter
Check your tone, like a printer, boy, just my dudes and I
We'll say it on pews: fly 'till we die
Verse 2:
Yo - clique strong like a Mac mouse
Your worst nightmare, like your last spouse
More dope lines than a trap house
And my girl looks good in her black blouse
Celebrate the squad, no newbies and no frauds
I'd roll doobies just for boobies, oh my God, but now I do me
Get this gospel in my hands like the new issue of Newsweek
Now I'm playing Call of Duty, with Miley in her two piece
(I wish) Homies gathered something shady
(Marshall Matthers) Okay, who brought weed in my house? What's the matter?
Let's just play some Super Smash, sip on standard Pellegrino
Keep the fun clean, and your outfits looking fino
...we know
Chilling with my high school friends is so surreal
Now they're all just high school friends, on that real
Man I thought we were fly till we die - Rio
Still with my dudes, and I love y'all dudes to death
I dig it when we get to chill, and go on each other's breaths
Boy, let me get that neck, boy - get on my level next, boy
Witcho' looking face, man I'm about to cook, looking shook, boy
Chorus:
Just me and my dudes, just my dudes and I
Y'all know my ruse, I do deny
This should be news on Fox Channel 5
Cause we act like foos, and we doing it live
No Billy O' Rei...
Straight chilling like heteros in the winter, wish you would, like a splinter
Check your tone, like a printer, boy, just my dudes and I
We'll say it on pews: fly 'till we die