The ’90s Lil Dicky

[Intro]
Ay what's up y'all
It's ya boy L-D
A.K.A. white jesus

[Verse 1]
Man I wish I was a kid
Thinking bout the third grade
Back in '96 in my Michael Jordan jersey
French fries curly, cool with it, raising Tamagachis
Dick three and a half, the same as a floppy
Nerf guns loaded and we shootin' at y'all mafuckas
We ain't getting hoes, but we getting soda
And we was fucking with the swag of The Fresh Prince
Ain't nothing like when you had mad tokens left in
That arcade balling
Watching tickets falling
Pegging stupid bitches in that motherfucking ball pit
Landline calling
Chillin' at the mall
And if this the type of shit that you recall well then

[Chorus]
Let me hear you shout
If you grew up in the 90's
Then you know what I'm about
Don't you wish we could rewind it
I wish we could, man I really miss it
'cause we having fun all day
Slept all night
Best ten years of our whole damn lives
Blowing on a cartridge, lot of fucking farting
I would give it all up, if I could restart it