Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine
Yeah i'm 15 and you're twelve, you in the middle school, i'm high school, my prime/
It was my first year in high school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music
Yet he just passed through school lying on every coaches’ dick,
I was a teen genius when i started high school
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Who got three dick sucks straight from your mommy
And i got a little big, keep it low key
I'm official nice, y'all niggas fisher price
In high school i met this girl, she really changed my life
Make room for the groom married to his music
Stares in my eyes when she sucks my dick
These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics
Finish high school, study for physics
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