Saturday nights, new berry cigarilosSwishers make my throat hurtRolling OCBs, and it’s all for meLight ’em up and let ’em both burnFamily feud sayin’ mom’s confusedAnd for sure she doesn’t want to learnMy daddy’s gone, so he’s never homeAnd wishing only makes it worse Cumartesi geceleri, yeni meyveli sigaralarİçime çekince boğazım acıyorTütün sarıyorum, tamamen kendim