Street Trash

[Intro: Shaggy The Airhead]
This shit's all I know
This ain't no trend, this shit ain't cool bruh
Wearin' Thrasher and you can't skate? (Devereaux)
Get with it or get lost if you can't relate (Lazy and crazy)
We really live this shit man cuz we fuckin' street-

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill & Shaggy The Airhead]
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[Verse 1: Darby O'Trill]
Cliqued up at the skate spot (Uh huh)
We break laws, evade cops
We break jaws with Razors
One swing we take your face off (Aye)
I said that independence gonna make you need some dentures
Greaper logo on my sweater, all my creatures creep together
Tell me how my fucking grip tape tastes
When my board slaps across your ugly bitch made face
Shaggy hit a sick set with the switch tre (Hey now)
Ain't no longer pushing weirdos, stay away or get flayed
We some skaters bumping Slayer, you some pussies pushing Razors
If you got the ammo, we bring out the heaters with the lasers (Boom! Boom! Boom!)
Baker, Baker, Baker mashing on the rollerbladers
Keep selling dimebags at the park accumulating paper
Kickflips and back Smiths, cheap beer and fat spliffs
If you want this static you'll be leaving with a cracked rib
I'm piss drunk with a death wish
We get lit and stack clips
I'll be hopping fences 'til the day that I'm dead bitch

[Skit: Shaggy The Airhead & Darby O'Trill]
Aww shit, Darby, your fucking pants are ripped bruh
Aww dog, wait. What?
Yo please tell me you ain't dropped the cigarettes man
Aww fuck brother. Gone!
Awe man, I needed a Newport man. What the fuck man? You're fucking street trash

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill & Shaggy The Airhead]
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[Verse 2: ShaggyTheAirhead & Darby O'Trill]
You know who I'm rolling with, just peep the fucking grip tape
Probably off of Dizzle landing all my tricks by mistake
Got a couple dollars in my pocket, throwin’ out some swishers
Matching blunts with bitches, laid in positions like we playing Twister
We down to get dirty staying up 'til 6:30
In the morning, sleeping while the sun's up, Empire worthy
We down to bomb a hill, you would think we fuckin' terrorists
Hatchet man up on the jersey, skate park like who the hell is this?
Take the bus across town just to get my dick sucked
Darby always hating (Shaggy quit chasing the bitch bruh)
Chill homie you know how I'm rocking I'm garbage in the alley
Jammin' the dirt don't fuck around 'cuz we like to get rowdy
I can skate switch that's why they hate quick
But they copyin' my style, that's some lame shit
I've been flexing on the world like I was famous
And if you catch us on stage just know that we get to ragin'

[Chorus: Darby O'Trill & Shaggy The Airhead]
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