Drop the bass like it's straight outta college
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
I’m the best, hands down
Till we run this fucking town
I looked at him, told him sit down
And touch down when i role into town.
Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch
'cuz my motherfuckin' parents are too poor to pay for college,
Organized crime, i kill your boss
The fucking college trying to rip me off
Is it my fault that my parents did not go to college?
And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch
I be running around my town. till i run my town
Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown
Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college
And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch
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