Oh ya ya ya ya
Oh ya ya ya
Oh ya ya ya ya
Oh ya ya ya

[Mickey]
I have no social life
I ain’t no socialite
I stay at home at night
I stay at home and write
Somebody calling my line right now...
“Front gate…what up? High now…yo, what sup?

Will: Avalon security, I got Joey here at the gate
Mickey: You can let her in…thanks Will

[Mickey]
True life.,. what do you do with your life (at night)?
I just say what I like...
And my friends say “stop talking bitch, you talking too much.”
She said I got loose lips
My friend Jaz told me that shit!
This morning I went to her crib with Rowlan
She started fuckin' yelling low key

[Rowlan]
I have no social life
I ain’t no socialite
They hit the boy, “why you poltergeist?”
I went ghost like I know you right
You know you right for that...
And I would usually argue and like probably
Fight for that
But you ain’t nothin' close to me
And I don’t got the site for that
And I would probably text and shit
But I just ain’t the type for that
All that talk and reckless shit
So me I got the Mic for that

[Mickey]
I have no social life
I ain’t no socialite
I stay at home at night
I stay at home and write...
The subtle art of not giving a fuck
Promise everything I’ve done is not luck!
I’ve been stayin stayin stayin up
I’ve been sleeping when you don’t know…
I don’t know anything it’s just coming off my dome
Freestyling when I’m at my home
I sound like Drake when I’m on…on

[Rowlan]
I have no social life
I ain’t no socialite
They hit the boy, “why you poltergeist?”
I went ghost like I know you right