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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chance the Rapper
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Austin
Songwriter
Chancelor J. Bennett
Songwriter
Louis Jordan
Songwriter
Marcus R. Prince
Songwriter
Lenny Lee Goldsmith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chance the Rapper
Producer
DJ SuchNSuch
Producer
Songteksten
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Igh! Igh!
Igh!
I got suspended, ooh you got suspended
For chiefin' a hunnid blunts, fourteen four hundred minutes
Fans all in the stands, they hands for Mister Bennett
That racket over the net, ooh give me my tennis
Shoes, give me a minute, ooh I can't be tardy
My class is already started, they told my mom I'm retarded
But that ten day done in one night, Honda from a Hyundai
No tassel in the spring, but after summer I'm alumni
They took my nigga one night, and I was standing right there
An inch away from heaven, a million songs from right here
A step away from South by, a swing away from Cali
A hook away from verses, I'm a dad away from rapping
So at the school they arrested him, back seat squad car, nestled in
Shouts to the bitch nigga Heselton, wit' his big show body ass wrestlin'
Finna see the ten day Pestilence, so far, so good, so special and
No stars, good jobs, or excellents, and I'm still so fucking non-echelon
Ooh you got suspended, ooh you not gon' finish
Ooh you look familiar, ooh you look like Kenneth
Damn they gon' resent it, ooh you representing
A class of bad kids, forteen four hundred minutes igh!
Igh! Igh! Igh!
Igh!
Igh!
Writer(s): Louis Jordan, Billy Austin, Chancelor Johnathan Bennett
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