[Chorus]
Just a kid from the 90s had a fake I.D
Comic books and trading cards
Homie’s in the trailer park
Stole their moms cigarettes
Smoke ‘em with the bigger kids
Way before the internet
That shit was fucking cool
[Verse 1]
Found a six pack and a playboy at the skate park
Freddie Prince Jr. told us to break hearts
Treated every Honda Civic like a race car
Knew it was time to go when all the street lights came on
Watching wrestling with the gang
Every wallet had a chain
MTV was like “okay”
And grew up quickly before I aged
Ooh, in the basement with the black lights
In the graveyard with the flashlight
Bunch a teenagers with a hash pipe
[Pre-Chorus]
Cold beer, no fear, no tears, whoa
No surrender on the T-shirt, whoa
No stress, no sweat, no rest, whoa
Watch the world from the bleachers
Just a kid from the 90s had a fake I.D
Comic books and trading cards
Homie’s in the trailer park
Stole their moms cigarettes
Smoke ‘em with the bigger kids
Way before the internet
That shit was fucking cool
[Verse 1]
Found a six pack and a playboy at the skate park
Freddie Prince Jr. told us to break hearts
Treated every Honda Civic like a race car
Knew it was time to go when all the street lights came on
Watching wrestling with the gang
Every wallet had a chain
MTV was like “okay”
And grew up quickly before I aged
Ooh, in the basement with the black lights
In the graveyard with the flashlight
Bunch a teenagers with a hash pipe
[Pre-Chorus]
Cold beer, no fear, no tears, whoa
No surrender on the T-shirt, whoa
No stress, no sweat, no rest, whoa
Watch the world from the bleachers
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