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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dieuson Octave
Dieuson Octave
Songwriter
Jermaine Smith
Jermaine Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
C-Clip Beatz
C-Clip Beatz
Producer
Dyryk
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lu Diaz
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yah, Glee Aye bitch, I done growed up Project baby all grown up, ima rugrat Still can't hit the club, ian get jumped bih Still can't hit the club, can't get no run bih Fuck that shit, I'm going anyway Project baby all grown up, ima rugrat Still can't hit the club, ian get jumped but im like fuck that Woke up and I dropped me a deluxe, I'm like plus tax Teacher tried to put me in timeout, I said fuck that You ain't my mama hoe, I ain't getting in nun no corner, I said fuck class Told me say no drugs, nope you know I upped that You already know I'm jello, graduated finnessing got me a lunch rack I'm like what's that Finesse you out your lunch bag Forgot my bookbag at the crib but ian forget about the dutch pack Geeked up like a nerd test me you get fucked back Got them books on me, [?] right now a hundred racks Doctor ion take my meds no more right now it cost me double stacks Jaguar orange [?], jansport in the locker I just seen my old teacher, [?] check Lil homie SAT back, then I had a MAC-10 Said I'm on my way, make sure your babies with there daddy Ian no babysitter, but I be kidnapping That Glock will shock a nigga, what's that Glock static Angelica, she suck my testicles, bih so fantastic I don't fuck with Susie because I don't want no black hoe Reptor I go dinosaur I'm a sniper Pull up like a diaper Ion do no back and forth The teacher said it's naptime but I am tired of sleeping on the floor Dumping at them, bagged the nigga, but Ion do no fucking chores Let me find out you still at summer camp I done graduated, now I got a MAC-11 Aye, lemme find out you still at daycare Put that Wooly on that little boy and he shitted on himself And I'm from the projects And I keep that permit, don't I keep that permit Ima rugrat little nigga yea, don't I keep that Tommy Don't I keep that Tommy, I said don't I keep that Tommy And I'm braided up like Chuckey And I'm getting money Rolling, I be duffling Younging he be thugging yea All grown up, Ima rugrat Still can't hit the club, Ian get jumped, but I'm like fuck that Teacher tried to put me in timeout, so I said fuck class Fuck class, ion need class Booted up when I see class
Writer(s): Martin Mccurtis, Bill Kapri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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