The Suburbs Devon Hendryx & Enso Sinatra

[Intro]
Lets go, ok
(Ay! so, ha)

[Verse 1]
Not wanting your son to have some income, how is that gonna sound?
From their prospective its different when them taxes around
I understand, nah I just couldn't debate, fuck it
Sat in front of my PS1, Final Fantasy 8
I know my fantasy straight when I get on a fixing to take off
But family's attached like Kit-Kats, and right now I need to break off
They all pissing me off, fuck it, i'm riding till I shake off
Knowing deep down in my mind that killing these beats is gonna pay off
Men are way off, N**gas tryna get out of the hood, im trying to get in superficially
But the [?] on my set of [?] help me to fit in
I ain't stupid, I'm not good, can't handle that situation
Plus someone fell final away from missing out on graduation (damn)
And I ain't even stupid, lazy, even now im feeling that punchlines is useless
Fuck it, we're the white girls, my thought process absurd, what you expect?
Typical symptoms of the suburbs, I guess

[Intermission]
(No money, no motherfucking car, no motherfucking job, I ain't got shit)
(You want a cookie?)
(Man im motherfucking [?] where my n**ga Neil coming from,I ain't got shit for no groceries, i can't get no games man)
(You want a cookie?)
(This some bullshit, how the fuck im gon survive? who survive in america? huh?)
(You want a cookie?)
(hell naw! fuck that, [?] yeah, yeah)
(You want a cookie?)
(Fuck that!)