But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play
Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,
Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank
Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band
Cause this nigga done got jealous
Track 5.) lust (old school love)
In the seventh grade, classmates considered me gay, what?
I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club
A grade could be reduced, just take em as bad jokes.
Alot of episodesand as the glock loads
Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,
When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state
I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray
Just like this kush grade-a, and matching rolling tray
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
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