miss your soft lipsI miss your white sheetsI miss

1: Juicy know Juicy always turnt upTour bus smoked

you leanin' against that old record machineSaw the name

we go, welcome to my funeralWithout you, I don't

to yourself, you're a hot messSt-t-tutter through your words,

time, party time, party timeCome on, come on, come on,

‘Crazy Kids’ is an anthem for people like me, which are

It was a song I wrote and rewrote and rewrote for

I wake up happyKnowin' you're there, right by my

(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)Blow 1: wild in, shades on my

boy crazy, I'm boy crazyI'm boy crazy, I'm boy cra-

Yes bitch!!I had to go there with this one, (Let's go)My

heard a story years agoFrom my grandma, rest her

so lucky I was jealousNow you're just another song

ohOhOhOhAhAhOohFreedomI've been waiting for youEverything's changed nowWe haven't talked for

I went to the Apple storeBought a used computer from 2004A

Sage & a mad man's world, happens every dayI

I don't need you or your brand new BenzOr your bougie

shining ultraviolet, I'll be your rainbow brideYou'll be

kitten got your tongue tied in knots, I seeSpit