Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
To being a being and beating the back roads and being it
Iced out, okay cool
My friends were off at school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
The bus pulls up beside the school
School flunkie, pill junky
That's why i'm makin' money
Shout out my nigga miles
With some hard new school instrumentals.
While we going through the school
Gotta lotta stuff, fool
When im waiting for mealtime at school
I'm tryin' pimp em i'm trying to be that cool
I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard
Got their rubbish money and managed to get off without being hurt
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