Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods
I was showed da moves, schooled by the olda dudes.
Kill people, burn shit, fuck school
Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool
Strapped up, know i keep that tool
You made me the fuckin fool
And this is dc where the rich see the poor
Cuz you actin' like a sleazy fool
After this eighth be high like out of middle school
Thinking i should test it, then thinking i’m a fool
Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars
N schooled by killers i got my mathmatic skills frum the realest dope dealers...
And for your fucken information fool
Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool
You soundin a little shitty fool,
But she forgot about the golden rule
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