This is a song about "Crowne hill elementary"

All their shit comes off so elementary

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And who knows what happened, elementary

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Your lyrics - rudimentary, i'll send you back to elementary

Miami nights, ain't another one

.......man whats a hill to a mountain,

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

First line & (sugar hill baby, sugar hill baby)

What do we say to the parents of students of plaza elementary?

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

On they twitter writing novels, see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby