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