10 deep hoodie, extra cushion in my sneakers
Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers
True player, cory mo cold as hell
Wear sunnies all day so the teachers couldn't tell
I was born to do the damn thing
Teachers stay bitching, cause i stay skipping
School was a bummer; all the teachers act with high notoriety
And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see
Pine-green foams, they may never see the store
No longer the person teachers adore
Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness
Like us, cause were the guys that the teachers discuss
Teaching y'all the lessons neglected by the teachers
And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth
See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right
They always called me tripod in school, even the teachers be like
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