Bad Grades
I just fucked a bitch at Ant-Man, I'm sorry
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
BBB is the crew
Flow so sick, got the flu
I got bands on me now, so whatchu gonna do?
Just kidding, I'm a broke boy
I don't drink pop
Yeah I ain't no coke boy
You think you got jokes, boy?
Tell em to your hoes, boy
Yeah, BBB is the clan
Now we ain't Big Baller Brand
But we'll cook you
This bih wanna crew
And I run up and shoot you
And I run up with the floods
And I don't got shoes
So I pull up with a 40
And I pop you in your head
And I pull up with the meat
And bih give me head
And bih get me dead
And bih so red
Red red, not blue
Diamonds flaunt, got the flu
I just fucked a bitch at Ant-Man, I'm sorry
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
God damn noobert in my mentions
Call me out on Snapchat boy we need a intervention
Take ya dream, I stole it, can't recover interceptions
Actin' like you tough as nails boy, you look like a gremlin
Dropped on your head, nigga, when you was an infant
Dropped out of bed, cuz you high as shit on incense
Dummy like a Patrick hit by bowling ball no Finland
Talkin' bout how I should get some girls, it ain't your business
Pencil in your ear
And it match your shirt
Short as a gnome
Call you Uzi Vert
Always tryna flirt
Bet it kinda hurts
Ain't none of the girls
Wanna text you first
Showed the noobert under dirt
And my eyes were almost hurt
When we thought the coast was clear
You just hit us with pubert
Shoot a toad on the street
Shoot that lizard in a beat
And you know I got the meat, got the fleet
And you know I got the meat, got the fleet
Pull up
Pull up
And I got a bunch of eggs
I just fucked a bitch at Ant-Man, I'm sorry
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
Yeah I mean it when I say
Mother (Skrrt) the high school system
Grouping me with kids with egos who ain't never learn to listen
Freakish nigga, binary language
Vex robotics, discord gaming
It's some freaks up in this joint
Left-wing females an annoyance
Oh let's calculate buoyance
Hoe shut yo head ass and listen
When I say something you children
Y'all ain't got the god damn vision
Behind my back, them hoes sneak dissin'
Give em a minute, wait till they finished
Yeah they the good ones and I'm the menace
I'll knock yo teeth, but I'm no dentist
Man you thought I was finished
Well I just got replenished
And I pull up at yo dentist
And these shots, I just send it
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
BBB is the crew
Flow so sick, got the flu
I got bands on me now, so whatchu gonna do?
Just kidding, I'm a broke boy
I don't drink pop
Yeah I ain't no coke boy
You think you got jokes, boy?
Tell em to your hoes, boy
Yeah, BBB is the clan
Now we ain't Big Baller Brand
But we'll cook you
This bih wanna crew
And I run up and shoot you
And I run up with the floods
And I don't got shoes
So I pull up with a 40
And I pop you in your head
And I pull up with the meat
And bih give me head
And bih get me dead
And bih so red
Red red, not blue
Diamonds flaunt, got the flu
I just fucked a bitch at Ant-Man, I'm sorry
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
God damn noobert in my mentions
Call me out on Snapchat boy we need a intervention
Take ya dream, I stole it, can't recover interceptions
Actin' like you tough as nails boy, you look like a gremlin
Dropped on your head, nigga, when you was an infant
Dropped out of bed, cuz you high as shit on incense
Dummy like a Patrick hit by bowling ball no Finland
Talkin' bout how I should get some girls, it ain't your business
Pencil in your ear
And it match your shirt
Short as a gnome
Call you Uzi Vert
Always tryna flirt
Bet it kinda hurts
Ain't none of the girls
Wanna text you first
Showed the noobert under dirt
And my eyes were almost hurt
When we thought the coast was clear
You just hit us with pubert
Shoot a toad on the street
Shoot that lizard in a beat
And you know I got the meat, got the fleet
And you know I got the meat, got the fleet
Pull up
Pull up
And I got a bunch of eggs
I just fucked a bitch at Ant-Man, I'm sorry
When she got her drink, I put in that molly
I saw girl at school, yeah yeah her name Molly
Yeah I saw her I invited to the party
Play with Playboi Carti
I, I, I whippin with my car D
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
I, I, I whippin with my, sorry
Yeah I mean it when I say
Mother (Skrrt) the high school system
Grouping me with kids with egos who ain't never learn to listen
Freakish nigga, binary language
Vex robotics, discord gaming
It's some freaks up in this joint
Left-wing females an annoyance
Oh let's calculate buoyance
Hoe shut yo head ass and listen
When I say something you children
Y'all ain't got the god damn vision
Behind my back, them hoes sneak dissin'
Give em a minute, wait till they finished
Yeah they the good ones and I'm the menace
I'll knock yo teeth, but I'm no dentist
Man you thought I was finished
Well I just got replenished
And I pull up at yo dentist
And these shots, I just send it
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Writer(s): Sean Waite
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