Gotta lotta stuff, fool
My friends were off at school
Rapping rule, back to school
The thugs say i'm cool
While we going through the school
That's the sound of my tool
Straight to the highway man, it's freaky friday
You a lady boss, now you fly free
My bars are like a store on black friday
And all women who had light features, see
I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces
Friday with some ace of spades side ways drunk in love
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
It was my first year in high school
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