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YBS Skola
YBS Skola
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Keshawn Allen
Keshawn Allen
Songwriter
Juan Cannady
Juan Cannady
Songwriter

Lyrics

Maniac, go stupid Streets is wicked so you can't be moving sloppy Rappers kicking with the fam just like I'm Papi They still doing niggas just like they did Rocky I spend 75 thousand on my clock yeah Hit the club with all my jewelry on Bad bitches, they like, Skola what been goin' on Drop sum' cause when you don't, it's like outside be boring Youngin a tell me if could you better not stop keep goin Yeah, money make him vulnerable, I'm honorable You won't catch me with no chick if it ain't my girl, no carnival Niggas that you think I'm cool with, bitch, they ain't got no number on me You got me a fool, if you from where I'm from, you don't keep that gun up on you I'ma keep my business, stand-in on business, right now I'm gettin' richer I might go Chris Brown, kiss a fan if she wanna picture I had to put the demons in the truck behind me, they brung them blocks up Tell the driver don't look back right now, I'm gettin' my dicks sucked Cause that's what time I'm on Younger baller still shinin' with them diamonds on All hustle no luck, what you waitin' for I'm tryna fill these Amiri jeans till they can't hold no more Streets is wicked so you can't be moving sloppy Rappers kicking with the fam just like I'm Papi They still doing niggas just like they did Rocky I spend 75 thousand on my clock yeah Hit the club with all my jewelry on Bad bitches, they like, Skola what been goin' on Drop sum' cause when you don't, it's like outside be boring Youngin a tell me if could you better not stop keep goin I hit the stu and get right in that mode, ey shawn, keep rollin' the weed, please When I get low on the drink, I can't sell a line cause I really need these I know a champ who can't stay his ass out the hood and he really move keys I thought the police was a joking when I walked in the store and instantly screamed freeze I ain't even wear my G-Shock when I was down, I'm used to VV's I don't want nothin' to do with that nigga he a clown, he wanna be me They tryna figure out what I'm talkin' about when I said a three-piece Meera always at my mother house she love her GG Streets is wicked so you can't be moving sloppy Rappers kicking with the fam just like I'm Papi They still doing niggas just like they did Rocky I spend 75 thousand on my clock yeah Hit the club with all my jewelry on Bad bitches, they like, Skola what been goin' on Drop sum' cause when you don't, it's like outside be boring Youngin a tell me if could you better not stop keep goin
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