[Intro: Boyder]
Yo I'm keeping it a hundo, I be wearing Umbro's
Tell my girl, yo, I ain't gonna come home
Yo I'm keeping it a hundo, I be wearing Umbro's
Tell my girl, yo, I ain't gonna come home
Yo I'm keeping it a hundo, I be wearing Umbro's
Tell my girl, yo, I ain't gonna come home
Where I'm from, is a very small town

[Verse 1: Boyder]
Yo I'm keeping it a hundo, I be wearing Umbro's
Tell my girl, yo, I ain't gonna come home
Where I'm from, is a very small town
And when I come home everybody call now
But them fake dudes get called out
Meet real friends at the bar for a tall stout
Y'all be all washed up, y'all should all watch us
Walk down the street, everybody "Oh my gosh" us
Y'all a bunch of hooligans, I be wearing Dockers
Y'all staring at me, I'm staring at knockers, getting all bonkers
Know all the bartenders, they putting double shots all up in they blenders
Cuttin' up the dance floor, know all the DJ's
They putting my name in every song he plays (Boyder!)
Bring home a girl, tell my mom it's cool
I'll kick her out ma' when you leave for school
When I was in a dorm do this shit all day
Telling funny stories, pissing off the R.A
Now I'm in a ho' pissin' off balcony
Can't find the clicker so I'm watching Valkyrie
I remember when, oh shit, I forgot
I be exposed to second hand pot
First hand on her butt, but she kinda fat
But I'm kinda drunk so I don't even care
I don't say "No," I say "Nah"
Take off her pants and I sling shot bra
Sling big shot, yo I grew up with Schaub
17 mill alone this year, hot
Kick out your girl, mmm, hi-ya
Brain got that fire, cumbaya
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