Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
Middle school was finally done
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
It's thursday afternoon, and she's out ditching school
I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big
Im rappin the old school cuz the new school was crowded
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
That was till she chose a school
And even your friends at school.
That's the sound of my tool
I’m tryna be low key
School flunkie, pill junky
But policy was...you gotta go to school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
Iced out, okay cool
While we going through the school
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