You have reached the voicemail box of Born in '95, pen to the pad since 10 But then again, maybe it was 11 But I'm not stressing it (ah shit) Refreshing shit Replenishing ya from blemishes I'm a menace kid But the name ain't Dennis (haha) Ha, but I'm a bad boy Driving in the same Whip as your dad boy (300) Drake and I the same Cause I'm bad girl And quite frankly I'm the best you ever had girl In this mad world (yuh) Where the **** is Alice Probably sitting in a palace While she's sipping out a chalice And she's rolling up the fattest blunt And she ain't had enough But she told that mad Hatter imma back this up Ay, who can play like kid And who fly like mike And who clap like rick *Clap clap* WOO Make it do what it do Ay, mic check Mic check check One two, one two, yo Ay everybody come to the front Yo, come to the front Ay, if you sitting down Get off the wall yo We're trynna have a party, yo Come out to the floor and dance 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up, yo 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up, yuh 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies What's in your cup? Fill it up, fill it up All the way to the top Cause we gon party all night And we ain't gon stop If you a lil boujee Then just grab some wine (OMG) Cause we gon party like it's 1999 Let's make a toast, we all gon pour Out a little liquor like it's '94 For the ones who ain't here But that keep us safe Watching down on us In our day to day So DJ play me a little Diddy Cause I'll be missin you And that's word to Biggie, baby Can't you see Sometimes these words Just hypnotize me Say it with me Who play like kid And who fly like mike And who clap like rick *clap clap* WOO Make it do what it do Ayoooo it's time for the break B-Boys come through, c'mon Don't just stand there Brother let's groove But stay up out the circle If your ass can't move Like step, touch, step, while we Pop, lock, rock, baby Red solo cup and a Juul, so basic (Brad, gimme my Juul back) You wanna light some reefer Well then step into the basement 4/5 blunts in rotation It's crazy (weed) Grinding on the floor Like we trynna have a baby Trynna cop a feel On what's in them pants But I'm preoccupied Edward Forty Hands (haha) Hand over my keys I can't drink and drive Cause this is how we do it Like '95 Say it with me Who play like kid And who fly like mike And who clap like rick *clap clap* WOO Make it do what it do Ayo it's time for the hook Marty bring that shit through like (Ayo, where my 90's babies at) 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up, yo 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies hands up, yuh 90's babies hands up, hands up C'mon 90's babies, what's in your cup?