I'm trying to think about my past days of high school,
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried
The art of peer pressure manifests itself in me all night
They never should of booted me outta reform school
Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/
I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business
The golden age of classic era old school hip hop,
Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop
Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents
Now i lead a new school full of students
And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow
Better make the most of today,i got school tomorrow
He owns all of us and the school too
That you offer them ones but they ain't let you
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