| February | 11 | Woodlands | seventeen | flyinn so loww | Baby you can have what ever you like |

You ain't doing nothing but running ya yapp yapp
You got to go get a couple homeboy I am strapped strapped
I then turn into a rude dude man
Why you had to fuck up the night now we got to fight I'm gonna knock out your lights

if he aint got it right by now then scratch him off.
the ring let it go bout three months ago,
the pain, the stressin aint in me no more.
the girl that they used to know done changed.
lets pop a bottle, talk alotta bullshit and lets, lets go.