Highschool

Ay, fucking on your bitch during high school
Cutting up my shit, I get high too
What you wanna know, I don't know you
Cruisin' down the street, yeah you know I'm bumping Ice Cube
Walking down the block, do you really wanna talk?
Yeah I'm all about my business I got niggas selling rock
I'm on seven with that bitch I ain't really need to stop
So then get up out my way, before I make them bodies drop
All I think about is money and them bands
Investments, stocks, society my nigga where we at?
I'ma make a fucking band and make all these niggas mad
Flexin' on a picture and send that shit to my dad
Am I invisible, a ghost, motherfucker I'm a hoax
Talkin' all that shit, why you gotta do the most
When I pull up with a beam, make a motherfucker choke
You ain't wanna die, save that shit for the pope

Fuck I'm chilling off this high shit
Fuckin' high school, bitch I'm high bitch
I don't know what we doin, loud shit
Like, yeah I smoke a K, it's a mile bitch

Come into my class, I don't really feel the same
Tired as fuck, all that shit went to my brain
This girl got me scared 'cause she wanna know my name
It don't really fucking matter, cause i'm chillin' with a K



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Writer(s): Victor Santibanez
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