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Cool Kids
Little Stranger, Jarv, Damn Skippy
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Yo, I got a call from my homies, and they said, "Wassup, man"
At the rec center, we could reenact Space Jam
So I ask hopped on my bike and I rode no hands
I hit a pothole and I took a hard slam
Third grade birthday, mighta been fourth
Yup, one of my buddies got his hands on a porn
We waited late night not to push the luck
Put it on my TV and my mans threw up
Seventh grade, I was coolin' out with my friends
Plus a fine bitty that I wanted to impress
I bounced off a yoga ball, landed on my head
And I spent the whole night in a hospital bed
It's the typical tale fam, I'm super lit
I make bad choices like a fugitive
I'll admit it might sound like some stupid shit
But all the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
Yeah, so there I was, it was me and my cuz
Running from some dummy cruising in a lifted truck
Yup, the gig was up, he 'bout to squash my kinfolk
I never shoulda thrown that snowball through his window
But I had to, it felt so good
Being a bad boy, setting fires in the woods, uh
Mayhem and mischief was the name of the game
Once I got a little taste, my life was never the same
Tabasco on the tongue, or maybe soap up in the mouth
Was the punishment for cursing when we up in Matt's house
So we just broke out, finding trouble on the double
Man, this suburban life feels like I'm living in a bubble
Thank the Lord for my bike, I need a getaway quick
But this freak down the street thought that he was the shit
Cracked his whole skull open tryna do a backflip
Spouting all the cool kids are doing it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
I thought it was all over
Okay, yeah
I'm a rare breed, make the kick in the snare bleed
Resort to plan B like a pair of spare keys
Or a hairpiece, you know, playing for keeps
I'm outta this world like something that an alien eats
I'm unidentified, rappers stepping to me, I call it genocide
You been drinkin' liquor 'til you got a lot of gin inside
Many men have died, so have I a few times
From the peer pressure of front side and back nines
Now I kick back, roll a sack and stack dimes
Roll another joint, that's the point of fast times
Rhymes that would be a lot cooler kid
If you rap like Jarv, "He's a fugitive"
No doubt, finish the Guinness I'm too stout
See me swimmin' in these women, I'm hooked like 2 trout
Pick a new route, I know it's Ludacris
But all the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
All the cool kids are doin' it
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