When im waiting for mealtime at school
Champagne, foreign names in my pool
My friends were off at school
Iced out, okay cool
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
A little coke addict fresh out grade school
I told myself that i would play it cool
It was my first year in high school
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
Rapping rule, back to school
School flunkie, pill junky
Cause some of you bitches funny
Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
Skated from howwies straight to your school
With some hard new school instrumentals.
Shout out my nigga miles
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