[Lyric] Senior Skip Day (ZACH! (USA))

[Verse 1]
What do you do for who you are?
How you handle when your team will start to grow apart?
I remember senior skip day
Must’ve been May
Must’ve been a time to be alive
I should’ve hit save!
I should’ve hit it...
Back when I was playing games, but never get to switching
Back when school administration heard, but never listened
Oliver was president, but never politicking
Want a new position? Here’s my new decision
I’m a go and make a couple rap songs
Boutta life, I think you know it’s ‘bout John
About a half hour, seven songs, that long
But time is moving fast, slow down or
Tell the boy’s Zach’s gone in the fall
And so I’m standing tall for you, girl
All we think about is when we move to the new world
Handling the years, how’d we grow apart?
I guess the summer '17 is where it really starts
I mean like...
[Hook]
Somebody tell me who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think I know about you one bit
So, what do you do for who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think you think about you one bit
So, somebody tell me who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think I know about you one bit
So, carry on, carry on, girl
Cause I don’t think you think about me one bit

[Verse 2]
500 days of summer, so like 500 degrees
My girl bumping Wayne, look like 500 degrees
Baby wanna love me and baby wanted to ride
Baby wanna love me and baby wanted to find
Some intuition bout everybody up in her life
But all we have’s each other, a joint and a 9 to five
Real rap, got my sixteens on me
Since the double 03 I've been a double OG
I don't trust a guy who say the drinks on me
But I like to thank him everyday;
Everyday we celebrate
Dancing till December straight
Meditate on cliff-sides, buzzing on the heaven’s gates
Never seen him anyway
I mean it's been like graduation since I had to make it
Everything it feel like magic that's the conversation
Take a selfie with the plaque in my hand
I’m back in this, man
The city’s coming fast as it can
And so uh
[Hook]
Somebody tell me who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think I know about you one bit
So, what do you do for who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think you think about you one bit
So, somebody tell me who you are, girl?
I mean like, I don’t think I know about you one bit
So, carry on, carry on, girl
Cause I don’t think you think about me one bit

[Verse 3]
Okay, I’ll tell you bout a story bout the summer seventeen
We were staying up and dreaming who we wanna be
She told me she was dreaming of moving into the city
Dancing for passion, living for fashion
I felt a spark between us we started matching
Like a couple rolling stoners, never get to clashing
But I am the rap Dracula, in his black Acura
The 5’7 king’s coming back at ya
I’m saying, Full. Stop
Baby boutta drop
Hotboxing, watchin' for the cops
Too High to Riot, but we only blast the boss (Bas)
Jesus was a profit operating on a loss
Whoa now...
I got a whole different flow now
I change the channel to a whole ‘nother show now
Life or death, what’ll do us part?
But still the summer seventeen is staying in my heart
I gotta know…
[Hook]
Somebody tell me who you are!

School bell rings

[Spoken Outro: Zach & Oliver]
Ok ok ok ok
Alright!
Do you got clothes?
Do you got, like, a car?
Well, oh yeah!
I have the, the vintage car
My aunt moved, and she gave us a vintage car
The mustang?
Yeah, the mustang, yeah
List some really cool vintage items that you own
Vint- heh, I have this... uh....
I guess you could call it a scrotum