Croakies Boatshoes Collars up Daddys money increased my social status Dang, my loafer got smudged We are the suburban elite Hey where yall wanna meet? Ive got something to fucking prove man Ive really gotten something to prove Dude, brah Lets go party tonight Maybe start another goddamn fight But its all right My coach knows the sheriff Dont stare Dont stare At my car Dont stare At my shirt Dont stare At my girl Dont stare
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