Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice
In high school i met this girl, she really changed my life
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Laser on the floor, every move is watch like the goverment got you by your
The thugs say i'm cool
My friends were off at school
Mabye we'll school with some classes
Pocket racked up all big faces
The pinnacle, used to get ridiculed in school
Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool
That racks on racks so motherfucking fool
It was my first year in high school
And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool
Smokin medication like i graduated med. school
Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool
While we going through the school
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