Amber Alert
I used to say fuck my teachers now I just fuck my teachers
They all used to hate on me now the playing my song from the bleachers
Yeah I got bored I made a quick rack and I spent all that shit on some sneakers
I'm sorry I didn't show up to class she giving me brain till her knees hurt
She suck me like a sponge when she see the square in my pants
I feel like a Patrick Star when I make my diamonds dance
Your bitch is Mr. Krabs, because she has crabs
You saying I suck like Mrs. Puff but that shit is all making me laugh aye
Had to throw it back for the kid
Do a lap for the kid
Make it clap when I hit it like woah
See me speak on the beat
All you see is defeat
Clap her cheeks when I hit it like woah
Had to walk up on your block
She gonna suck up on my cock
Get the cash then I hit it like aye
Got her looking all directions
Ima fly up in your section
On my lap but I ain't riding on no sleigh
I got too much money then I know what to motherfucking do with
She gonna take my cream like some motherfucking cool whip
Gotta cock back then I'm on to a new bitch, aye
Yeah bitch ima spit it until the end
Got a whole lot of money not a whole lot of friends
She gonna grab up on my magic wand and tell me that I'm fairly odd
She use me for a little dough
She suck up on my little toe
I am never retrack
You can say I'm trash but I'm bouncing on the feedback
I ain't 21 like I'm playing black jack
Kick it like I'm Kung Fu but I'm not Jack Black
Ima pull up in a foreign range
I'm not passing time stoned like I'm Doctor Strange
Your bitch call me up to get rearranged
I ain't seen a bitch whiter since Frosty the Snowman
She said she got bored and she wanna hold my hand
She said she wanna blow so I made her a my fans
I said I didn't want her then I saw her do her dance
That's a whole lotta bands for a little little tramp
Cock back in the beamer
And I said I didn't need her
Your bitch on my wood like a beaver
She tryna suck me like a vacuum cleaner
She kind of fucking cute with the smile and the dimples
So I asked her baby mamas can I see it jiggle
She told me she got friends they'll be over in a little
I looked back at her like oh baby a triple, oh yeah
They all used to hate on me now the playing my song from the bleachers
Yeah I got bored I made a quick rack and I spent all that shit on some sneakers
I'm sorry I didn't show up to class she giving me brain till her knees hurt
She suck me like a sponge when she see the square in my pants
I feel like a Patrick Star when I make my diamonds dance
Your bitch is Mr. Krabs, because she has crabs
You saying I suck like Mrs. Puff but that shit is all making me laugh aye
Had to throw it back for the kid
Do a lap for the kid
Make it clap when I hit it like woah
See me speak on the beat
All you see is defeat
Clap her cheeks when I hit it like woah
Had to walk up on your block
She gonna suck up on my cock
Get the cash then I hit it like aye
Got her looking all directions
Ima fly up in your section
On my lap but I ain't riding on no sleigh
I got too much money then I know what to motherfucking do with
She gonna take my cream like some motherfucking cool whip
Gotta cock back then I'm on to a new bitch, aye
Yeah bitch ima spit it until the end
Got a whole lot of money not a whole lot of friends
She gonna grab up on my magic wand and tell me that I'm fairly odd
She use me for a little dough
She suck up on my little toe
I am never retrack
You can say I'm trash but I'm bouncing on the feedback
I ain't 21 like I'm playing black jack
Kick it like I'm Kung Fu but I'm not Jack Black
Ima pull up in a foreign range
I'm not passing time stoned like I'm Doctor Strange
Your bitch call me up to get rearranged
I ain't seen a bitch whiter since Frosty the Snowman
She said she got bored and she wanna hold my hand
She said she wanna blow so I made her a my fans
I said I didn't want her then I saw her do her dance
That's a whole lotta bands for a little little tramp
Cock back in the beamer
And I said I didn't need her
Your bitch on my wood like a beaver
She tryna suck me like a vacuum cleaner
She kind of fucking cute with the smile and the dimples
So I asked her baby mamas can I see it jiggle
She told me she got friends they'll be over in a little
I looked back at her like oh baby a triple, oh yeah
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Writer(s): Cameron Legere
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