Midd kid

Yo I roll up to the mill with my flannel on
And from the lawn I can see that the party’s on
I see chips and dips (they got cheese’s right?)
Hell yea, Vermont Chedder, it’s purple Jesus night
I see my boys in the back, DJ spinnin the track
Hes with some bitches talkin smack that the tavern was whack
It’s the mill yo, and that’s what I told ya
’cause here we all G’s throwin free granola
I’m checkin out the honeys and I spy me a winner
She got Carhart overalls, stained with dinner
I weave through the crowd man I wish I were drunker
But Pub Safe rolls in, so I hit up the bunker

I’m a Midd Kid, I swing my nalgene low
Go Green on the side, sippin H20
I’m a Midd Kid, I roll my jeans up high
With my Teva strap tight and my flannel so fly

I’m a Midd Kid yo and I’m livin’ it up
But I got too much work so I’m “Lib”in it up
Don’t get me wrong man I do what I please
Feelin’ great cause I am and I gotta succeed
Lookin at my macbook, scopin the scene
I’m catchin eyes from this cute little library queen
I’m gettin up yo, but I gotta be patient
Just wait till I see her at the printing station
When I work I wear my sunday best
Tight ripped jeans and corduroy vest
Napsack with some 3 by 5′s
I stack books the pound, work a day at a time
Cause I’m a Midd Kid, gonna ace the test
And there’s no time to rest, no time to stress
I best hit up McCullough when it’s over and done
Grab a fresh Odwalla cause I’m on the run
I’m a Midd Kid

I’m flyin on the pitch as I catch the snitch
And if you dont play Quidditch, then you’re a bitch
Yo I rock 22′s on my Nimbus 3000
And fresh new shoes when I’m hikin a mountain
Keepers by the hoops, fliers in step
Got my shorts real high, show my Hufflepuff rep
I got you by a step misjudgin my pass
Look me in the eye and I’ll bludgeon your ass
I score 300 points to your 76
Spitting fresh game at the Quidditch chicks (heey)
So don’t cross me bitch, I’ll just chuckle as you struggle
Cause I’m a Midd Kid, and you’re just a fucking muggle (censored)

This one’s for the girls, and Midd Kids all over the world
Swinging your nalgene low (h20)
Now look at that bro, check out his flow
Shawty…

Cause I’m a lax bro, eh yo I flow in my Polo
With Natty from a Solo yo, no homo
I’m a lax bro, I shred threads on the reg
All the ho’s should beg, so bitch pump my keg
Cause’ I’m a lax bro

I’m a lax bro yo North Face Denali
Rockin Rainbow Sands, wearin Abercrombie
I got 38 visors, a Brine Lacrosse net
Matchin popped collars in my walk in closet
I give my girl gift cards from Tiffany
I got bitches on the horn like I’m runnin a symphony
Watchu know about a female (You’re sperry’s are retail)
I get in box like gmail…
RL, Brooks Dave Matthews tee’s
Mickey D’s double cheese man I’m smashin these
My polo shirt I untuck it, playin ruit I reign buckets
If I ain’t rippin twine I’m sailin to Nantucket

Cause he’s a lax bro and I’m a laxitute
And I dont really care if he’s about to boot
He’s got a Top Gun pinney and he’ll pass with that
Oh my god look at his backwards hat