Young Speaks - Misfits Lyrics

High school kids kinda misfits
Late nights drunk highs
Doing stupid teen shit
Wake up puff pass
I don't give a fuck bitch
Tryna give it time miss a whole lot of old friends
Starting something new I need a girl that'll keep up
Maybe get a few probably not cuz I'm fed up
Tired of me yet working hard i'ma get there
Writing till I drop
Don't stop
Never did care
All my friends and family
Why're you so afraid of me
I got it made but the shit ain't free
Staying up all night just making beats
All my friends and family
Why do we say those hateful things
I got it made but the shit ain't free
Staying up all night just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with
High school kids kinda misfits
Late nights drunk highs
Doing stupid teen shit
Wake up puff pass
I don't give a fuck bitch
Tryna give it time
Miss a whole lot of old friends
Stuck at home cornered in my room
When you feel lonely
You can call my phone
If I don't pick up
I'm on airplane mode
Typing how I feel
Singing what I wrote
Yeah I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
Yo could you could you pass me that
Could you hand me the lighter please
Yo could you hand me the lighter
Nah I just want a little bit
Yeah that's good just a little bit

High school kids kinda misfits
Late nights drunk highs
Doing stupid teen shit
Wake up puff pass
I don't give a fuck bitch
Tryna give it time miss a whole lot of old friends
Starting something new I need a girl that'll keep up
Maybe get a few probably not cuz I'm fed up
Tired of me yet working hard i'ma get there
Writing till I drop
Don't stop
Never did care
All my friends and family
Why're you so afraid of me
I got it made but the shit ain't free
Staying up all night just making beats
All my friends and family
Why do we say those hateful things
I got it made but the shit ain't free
Staying up all night just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with me
Just vibe with
High school kids kinda misfits
Late nights drunk highs
Doing stupid teen shit
Wake up puff pass
I don't give a fuck bitch
Tryna give it time
Miss a whole lot of old friends
Stuck at home cornered in my room
When you feel lonely
You can call my phone
If I don't pick up
I'm on airplane mode
Typing how I feel
Singing what I wrote
Yeah I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
I'm singing what I wrote
Yo could you could you pass me that
Could you hand me the lighter please
Yo could you hand me the lighter
Nah I just want a little bit
Yeah that's good just a little bit