My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
I didn't even know i'd the be the junior krit back then,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,
I just wanna be higher than that
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,
With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that
Bitch you should see my wallet
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,
Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,
How bout we blow this bit
When i fuck i use the pill, cause i don't want a junior
It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her
See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
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