See I'm all about these hot tub parties
Board shorts on grilling steaks on the barbie
Homework? Hardly. Limon Bacardi
92 and sunny no clouds not even partly
So tell a couple girls to tell a couple friends
Throw on a bikini come over around 10
Yeah its off of Big Bend, you know like down in the city?
And please leave them at home if they're only kind of pretty
100% witty this is destiny
Child of a longhorn I got a little West in me
It'd be wise to invest in me, Friedy's a keeper
Rocking dock sneakers and blasting out rock speakers
I'm never lifted, my focus has never shifted
So don't ask me why your girl says my stick game's gifted
I threw it and then you whiffed it
Paper like Dunder Mifflin
They say my songs the bomb, all the lyrics ballistic
MayJuneJuly
Damn the livings easy
I'm loving these girls these girls are loving Friedy
The fish are jumping, the cotton is high
I'm absent of worries, or clouds in the sky
I've always said I come alive in the nighttime
My dad's mad I don't arrive at the right time
A cool breeze, a hot girl, a nice rhyme
Views on my video heavy, my lime-light shines
X2
Neon Lightshows and not so bright hoes that care less about their own future than tonight's clothes
But I like those baby there;s no problem with it
So girl throw it at me like its Clemens pitching
Hint I'm done wishing
Best hooks I'm going fishing
I'm a nice guy, but I sound real viscious
Real efficient but fames blurring my vision
Kraken with the coke and my judgements gon missing
Uh
Getting lost in yellow notepads
But I'm just getting my feet wet like a boat ramp
In my mind its much more than words
Its way more than college and transcends the burbs
Its cafes, and off days, and boat rides
Watching the sunset as the time floats by
Its three bonnies and I'm the lone Clyde
Killing shit but I swear I feel so alive
But I digress its always more than less
Keep it 50+50 and 90 the right of West because
Young or old black or white like chess if your names not Fried you're going for second best
I'm always with 4 9's on some bay shit
Flashing lights at my shows Kanye shit
My time is now I've been patient
Count this as Fried's introduction to the nation
Board shorts on grilling steaks on the barbie
Homework? Hardly. Limon Bacardi
92 and sunny no clouds not even partly
So tell a couple girls to tell a couple friends
Throw on a bikini come over around 10
Yeah its off of Big Bend, you know like down in the city?
And please leave them at home if they're only kind of pretty
100% witty this is destiny
Child of a longhorn I got a little West in me
It'd be wise to invest in me, Friedy's a keeper
Rocking dock sneakers and blasting out rock speakers
I'm never lifted, my focus has never shifted
So don't ask me why your girl says my stick game's gifted
I threw it and then you whiffed it
Paper like Dunder Mifflin
They say my songs the bomb, all the lyrics ballistic
MayJuneJuly
Damn the livings easy
I'm loving these girls these girls are loving Friedy
The fish are jumping, the cotton is high
I'm absent of worries, or clouds in the sky
I've always said I come alive in the nighttime
My dad's mad I don't arrive at the right time
A cool breeze, a hot girl, a nice rhyme
Views on my video heavy, my lime-light shines
X2
Neon Lightshows and not so bright hoes that care less about their own future than tonight's clothes
But I like those baby there;s no problem with it
So girl throw it at me like its Clemens pitching
Hint I'm done wishing
Best hooks I'm going fishing
I'm a nice guy, but I sound real viscious
Real efficient but fames blurring my vision
Kraken with the coke and my judgements gon missing
Uh
Getting lost in yellow notepads
But I'm just getting my feet wet like a boat ramp
In my mind its much more than words
Its way more than college and transcends the burbs
Its cafes, and off days, and boat rides
Watching the sunset as the time floats by
Its three bonnies and I'm the lone Clyde
Killing shit but I swear I feel so alive
But I digress its always more than less
Keep it 50+50 and 90 the right of West because
Young or old black or white like chess if your names not Fried you're going for second best
I'm always with 4 9's on some bay shit
Flashing lights at my shows Kanye shit
My time is now I've been patient
Count this as Fried's introduction to the nation
( Ben Friedman )
www.ChordsAZ.com