The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again
So his boys can keep on beating niggas to get that sugar cane/
I think she's probably done with boys
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Then you look like a fucking fool
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
I’m so fly i don’t even got wings
Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance
Simply out of this world by choice
Us bitches are learning to run these boys
Just show them boys whos boss
Speed up, patience, please cause
Your a rhino, let's see what your prayer avoids
The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,
Pretend it's competition while i stay shining bright like my favorite holiday's easter.
Found a new rich nigga on the spot, whispering to his boys hold up, man did you see her interior?
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