Ag town Texas on a September afternoon Seems to be a lot of thinkin that the end is comin soon Leave that preachin at the door cuz this is Twenty twenty five and im still alive Its the end of the world fuckin party, tag teamin and givin high fives My homie and i got her from behind and from the front side too Miss finger cuffed like a Double stuffed oreo for me and you Dont you wish I know you do Ya try to get down like ya part of my crew Shut yo mouth and sit ya ass down Blood in blood out so ya betta think it through Oh what the hell Nothin matters anyways More liquor more bitches Let's get layed Welcome to the motherfuckin end of days Dont you wish I know you do Ya try to get down like ya part of my crew Shut yo mouth and sit ya ass down Blood in blood out so ya betta think it through Oh what the hell Nothin matters anyways More liquor more bitches Let's get layed Welcome to the motherfuckin end of days
