The Yard
At a HBCU the yard is a class in itself
You see the yard is where you might get your test answers
Or might bag a shorty
But look even when you graduate you never graduate from the yard
Freshmen seniors alumni they still come back
And if you survive that you are yard legend
About to get more lit than freshmen first away from their parents
Even in my worst fit I'm fresh man I stay transparent
Turn up like a senior wit itis mid semester not caring
They copping watches for the wrist not for the time VV's glaring
Surrounded by kings you know what that brings
Got the women all staring
Even if rented windows are tinted
They riding in a mclaren
They know they owe me but I'm having mercy
Got them all on forbearance
So coherent like A QB they rah Rodger that like Aaron
We'll worry about that work tomorrow tonight we popping bottles
Bougie wit moscato sipped on by some HBCU models
The team covered in so much green thought i had on night googles
And the girls reading me like a book guess Im the right novel
Ima Trojan and plus I'm strapped wit one like a bike ride this throttle
I done came through drippin I'm some like a leaking faucet
I could spit like 3:16's no kjv no steve Austin
Everywhere we go they tryna Texas like we live in Austin
We gonna pop up to this just like it's homecoming
We just came to party we ain't starting nothing
It's electric when we slide that mean we vibe out
You wanna see just what's the hype then come and find out
Late night car rides when the party ended
We tend to our business but your friends are all up in it
Next shawty calling me I told her wait a minute
Gas lite all night
Yeah, them rims never stop spinning
Broke college days lit college nights
Don't care what my pockets say
We gon set this party right
Got my keys and ID now we're on the move
Bouncer said we can't get in without them dressy shoes
But It's all good though
We gone let them drinks flow
And pull up to the next kickback
With the jungle juice tho
See a 6' foot stallion
She gonna ride the boat slow
When i drown in it
She gonna spray out like a whale hole
Yeah her bloodline from Barbados
She know how to whine slow
Haters on her coattail
But she stunts her halo
They tryna catch on to the vibe
Can't understand through the eyes
From a PWI
We gonna pop up to this just like it's homecoming
We just came to party ain't gone hold nothing
It's electric when we slide that mean we vibe out
You wanna see just what's the hype then come and find out
You see the yard is where you might get your test answers
Or might bag a shorty
But look even when you graduate you never graduate from the yard
Freshmen seniors alumni they still come back
And if you survive that you are yard legend
About to get more lit than freshmen first away from their parents
Even in my worst fit I'm fresh man I stay transparent
Turn up like a senior wit itis mid semester not caring
They copping watches for the wrist not for the time VV's glaring
Surrounded by kings you know what that brings
Got the women all staring
Even if rented windows are tinted
They riding in a mclaren
They know they owe me but I'm having mercy
Got them all on forbearance
So coherent like A QB they rah Rodger that like Aaron
We'll worry about that work tomorrow tonight we popping bottles
Bougie wit moscato sipped on by some HBCU models
The team covered in so much green thought i had on night googles
And the girls reading me like a book guess Im the right novel
Ima Trojan and plus I'm strapped wit one like a bike ride this throttle
I done came through drippin I'm some like a leaking faucet
I could spit like 3:16's no kjv no steve Austin
Everywhere we go they tryna Texas like we live in Austin
We gonna pop up to this just like it's homecoming
We just came to party we ain't starting nothing
It's electric when we slide that mean we vibe out
You wanna see just what's the hype then come and find out
Late night car rides when the party ended
We tend to our business but your friends are all up in it
Next shawty calling me I told her wait a minute
Gas lite all night
Yeah, them rims never stop spinning
Broke college days lit college nights
Don't care what my pockets say
We gon set this party right
Got my keys and ID now we're on the move
Bouncer said we can't get in without them dressy shoes
But It's all good though
We gone let them drinks flow
And pull up to the next kickback
With the jungle juice tho
See a 6' foot stallion
She gonna ride the boat slow
When i drown in it
She gonna spray out like a whale hole
Yeah her bloodline from Barbados
She know how to whine slow
Haters on her coattail
But she stunts her halo
They tryna catch on to the vibe
Can't understand through the eyes
From a PWI
We gonna pop up to this just like it's homecoming
We just came to party ain't gone hold nothing
It's electric when we slide that mean we vibe out
You wanna see just what's the hype then come and find out
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Pinckney
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