Lyrics
Whoa
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s
It's our generation
We need conversation
In a nation with no communication
A little Easy-Baked
We're kinda lost, yeah
But we're on a break, man
Rachel and Ross said
We're going down with the ship, Leonardo
Put on your Boks and your Docs
And we'll kick it at the bar
No cash but we turn it up to ten though
Fam, I'm just tryna get Super Smashed Nintendo
So light it up, up
We're hella fucked up
Take a hit me one more time
Like Britney, bitch
Bottoms up, up
Here's to us
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s
Chilling on the rooftop
Smushing bread stalls
Wasting more white
You're killing me, Smalls
(You're killing me, Smalls)
We're going down with the ship, Leonardo
Put on your Boks and your Docs
And we'll kick it at the bar
No cash but we turn it up to ten though
Fam, I'm just tryna get Super Smashed Nintendo
So light it up, up
We're hella fucked up
Take a hit me one more time
Like Britney, bitch
Bottoms up, up
Here's to us
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s
Do you got a tamagotchi
Like a real tamagotchi
Does you know what tamagotchuu
If you tamagotmee
(Oh no, it died)
So light it up, up
We're hella fucked up
Take a hit me one more time
Like Britney, bitch
Bottoms up, up
Here's to us
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s kids (whoa)
Tell 'em that we do it for the '90s
