Letras

First off they can tell I'm a scholar With all these scholarships piles up Walk in that room educated goons around me change you posture Better yet go change yo diaper I can smell yo hate from miles away Cover Up with a smile Graduated they like hip hip hooray Lil' som bitch You mad that I pop like Sunkist All season in Lab boy Working up with the dumb wrist More green than thumb licks Stretch that like Piccolo I do me despicable Word 'round town I'm a Giggalo You run ya mouth like "Really doe?" I wouldn't even fuck with me Treat y'all boys like I do fines Keep it 1-hun like PUBG That mean AKs and ARs with Red dots and ACOGs And forgeries with extended clips Helmets and Kevlar Real ones really bout that life get suited up for the air drop Paranoid from the hair triggers might air off your heir... awww I don't wanna go there... naw Sit down and be humble or lord help me I swear... Everybody in the back lit Yung marc I shine like a pageant I do what I want I'm admin They know I'm dope I'm dabbing If they want smoke I have it Got fire flames and crack cocaine Smothered on our black remains Box of magic packed with pain Screaming nothing was the same Ima put yo life to shame Run shit like leg day and I got gains I ball boy I got hang It's PH.D no time waste They can tell Ima scholar... fuck that They can't tell ima scholar... fuck that
Writer(s): Marcus Herndon, Marc.made Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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