Ballshorts & breakdowns

[Intro]
Y'know, nostalgia does weird things to you
Check it

[Verse 1: AOL]
All these dudes that used to trap got kids now
I'm still posted writing raps in the same house
I used to dream of escaping, makin' a breakout
2015, ball shorts and breakdowns
Yeah, we used to run them pits
When we were young ass kids, and i still love that shit
The homie moved out west, but i still love that bitch
I treat the scene like relays cause i run that bitch
God
I didn’t run track, man i just bumped tracks
Vaporwave, punk rock, Sigur Rós, gun raps
I'm not a fucking trap star, I don’t run crack
I get my dick sucked by twink punks and spit dumb raps (Motherfuckеr)
This the sound of the internеt denizen
Gimme more racks, bitch, i’m all about the benjamins
Bitches on my sack cause i’m tall, smart and feminine
Catch me in the cut off a blunt and adrenaline
Pussy

[Verse 2: zombAe]