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letra de hot tub time machine - grey sweatpants

[verse 1: flash giordani]
i can’t trip because life is unexpected
and the only thing forsure is death is real
and sh-t’s about to get drastic if your girl’s expecting
i done made some mistakes
cut some ties that should’ve been tightened
i done arm wrestled fate and after losing much i ain’t like it
smoke a blunt and let god take control
from the times i’m touching cash to skidding out of control clean off the road
i feel like rocky balboa at the apollo creed fight
i’m growing up kind of quickly, i hope the timing is right
because i been a downplayed dude for way too many days
about to leave them speechless on occasion
f-cked a girl named grace it’s such a shame we couldn’t manifest to be something amazing
baby, do you remember me?
do i cross your mind like railroad signs?
or was it more of a drag race type of fling?
you know, leave it behind
i guess it’s just the past like gr-ss that p-ssed and now it’s amongst the ash
my grandma was cremated, don’t know her cause of death, never asked
real sh-t, her dying wish was that her grandchildren made it rich
hope her last breath going to be the wind to sail this ship

[verse 2: chachi pajamas]
lollipops in my pocket yo i just came from the bank
when the alb-m finally drop i’m like “yo, who should i thank?”
it’s be me and flash spending cash on the studio, dreaming big
i’m a product of public schools, getting blunted and getting head in the bathroom
i’m handsome to all these little -ss b-tches
daps and hugs in the hallway, i’m fresh off suspension
i been flirting all day, i’m sleep in detention
i’m almost 20 years old, why i’m still p-ssing on b-tches?
n-gg-s is mad i get more broads than broadway
f-ck a facebook, i get mines the hard way
in broad day in front of her besties
wavy -ss n-gg-, i was born on a jetski

[hook: chachi pajamas]
the youth i used to be, come to school with purple weed
no homework and my arteries full of thc
the youth i used to be, sneaking in while parents sleep
in my mind i be thinking how they don’t know their daughter a freak
the youth i used to be, texting them b-tches to sleep
when i got the ‘go’ i was borrowing my grandmomma jeep
the youth i used to be, the youth i used to be, the youth i used to be

- grey sweatpants

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