Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus
We passed high school only by a couple inches
I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
You are my villain shit to be say like a word like a boy like who are in a girls prison
He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run
Of a high school kid and his real times
All the time with this glock of mines
School was a bummer; all the teachers were acting like they had high notoriety
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Are you surprised? they belong in high school,
And take a vacation to trip a broad
If you thought it, it better be what you want
At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey
The school kid in a cruel trip that's a fallacy
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