Lyrics:
Showed up in my lungs
Take a hit now I'm fine
Instead of talk about the pain I'd rather just get high
That there was nothing new
Really I wasn't fine
My
The deal they get is a rotten deal
Mountain greens and gravy meal
In Perry County
We live in barns that the rain comes in
While operators live high as sin
the town choir singin' oh so sweet and high high
Lady Luck's got a heart of stone
But the pride of Franklin County's gonna make it on his own
[Strings]
friends
They used to second guess, now I know why ya
CHORUS
If ya like gettin down in the county clay
Gon dippin in the dark with your high school flame
on it? (Yeah)
Cinderblocks holding up them whips (up them whips)
Uh, BMX bikes with the grips (with the grips)
I went to high school with half
the farming boat, the high school sports
Fishing news and bowling scores
The weather and the ladies' gossip too
Who's left town and who's come home
Who's been
high school kids
Throw a punch, take a punch, steal a kiss
Yeah, she had two years on me, the day I turned sixteen
I had a fox body Mustang, she had
High, high, high, high there
Them summer days
Those summer days
I cloud nine when I want to
Out of school, yeah
County fair in the country sun
High, high, high, high there
Them summer days
Those summer days
I cloud nine when I want to
Out of school, yeah
County fair in the country sun
He can shotgun a cold Coors Light in under two seconds
Holds the high school single season home run record
He's the duck call king, with a Black
two girls from my high school disappeared in May
They took a shortcut home one night, fell off the earth along the way
And I can still see those two
the local theatre closed back in 2013
And the high school team's on a five year losing streak
So no wonder they're making me
I've been the talk of Union
Bay Florida 32909 Brevard County
And you go to Bayside High School, you fat bitch
Fat bitch wanna suck up on my penis
Told that bitch I'll fuck her
This is
DJ Khaled
This is
I'm about unity, man
This is
Gotta love it
Greetings from Miami-Dade County, Florida
This is, this is, this is, this
I got
The stupid car won't give up
While the high school down the street is getting shot up on the block
And a cop is waiting outside terrified
a beeper goin' off like a high school bell
Looked in the mirror, what did we see?
Fucking blue lights: L.A.P.D
Pigs searched our car, their day was made
in high school, I got me some drip for that
Fuckin' your BM man fuck them kids, I'm like where the Scooby snacks
I don't back and forth
remember the days we couldn't hardly wait to end
I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went
I was getting
And selling crack in high school
Zac Bayly: Hey, Frank!
Frank Ocean: Hey Zack, How's it going?
Not bad i just woke up what about you?
Are you an Aussie? I'm
house
I'll be well yah yah
I'll be good with everything
Just like high school back then
We could do anything
Make me happy
Make me smile
Put on a fake
Stick In Yo Face
Me And My Nigga Ab We Don't Play
On Grayson I'm Bout Dis Shit Everyday
Stay From Da Feds , So I Don't Catch A Case
Fuck Others Rapper All
And why you gotta drown out the positives?
And why old girls from your high school Look at you like you ain’t in relationship?
Look I can’t be the one
flying up the air like a Grayson.
If an offer's handed to me gonna take it.
Bake it hot for golden top call it pastry glazing.
Dreamt the hard work reward
Nobody gets off in this town
Trains don't even slow down
My high school sweetheart's married and gone
They met on a bus to San Antone
They
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