You mothers still in grade school i got a degree
If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see
Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,
Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips
In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends
Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends
Focusing on rap my life is no longer a drama, telling my story as i sit and hit this
Now, lyrical grade a plus for the fuck of it/ bring me your a game cuz man i'm feelin' talkative/
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave
So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze
All she thinking bout is how to take his last
Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band
Bitch you say your my grade but we ain't in the same division,
She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done
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