Professor

If I say I'm bout it I mean it
My niggas shooting like Kevin and Devin but we not in Phoenix
Still shining bright like the sun ain't nobody getting between it
The way that I get in my bag I swear that ain't nobody seen it yeah
When you say you bout it you flexing
All on my mind is racking up money and blessings
She on my phone tryna kick it but this ain't no tekken
Aye I leave her on read so she get the message
They want me to swallow my pride again
They want us to go run and hide again
They know that my niggas gone slide again
Cuz we back to goin outside again
They want us to go back inside again
Them baddies been all on my live again
Told momma she don't gotta cry again
You know if I fold Ima try again

I tell em they don't even know
We ain't just talking about it we get it and nobody know
They thought it was lucky I did it again that's two in a row
They said it's a fluke so I did it again that's three in a row
Yeah you know how I'm coming
My niggas good ain't nobody stressing
I wish they would I send em a message
How they keep hating on me it's impressive
I gotta thank God for all of these blessings
She keep on throwing it back Ima catch it
They don't want smoke they know how I'm stepping
Step into class Ima be yo professor
Cuz this my profession I'll teach you a lesson

Yeah I got a bag Im on
You know if it's up it's stuck
You know what the fuck goin on
You need to stay in yo lane cuz Im trynna stay in my zone
Yo bitch keep tryna fuck me she already know that you being my clone
She say she needed some pipe
She ride on me like a bike
I thought I wasn't her type
Now we goin up like a kite
I got gas I don't need a sprite
Moving fast don't read me no rights
Niggas ass and I'm way too nice
They just hating
They want me to swallow my pride again
They want us to go run and hide again
They know that my niggas gone slide again
Cuz we back to goin outside again
They want us to go back inside again
Them baddies been all on my live again
Told momma she don't gotta cry again
You know if I fold Ima try again

I tell em they don't even know
We ain't just talking about it we get it and nobody know
They thought it was lucky I did it again that's two in a row
They said it's a fluke so I did it again that's three in a row
Yeah you know how I'm coming
My niggas good ain't nobody stressing
I wish they would I send em a message
How they keep hating on me it's impressive
I gotta thank God for all of these blessings
She keep on throwing it back Ima catch it
They don't want smoke they know how I'm stepping
Step into class Ima be yo professor
Cuz this my profession I'll teach you a lesson

Saint
Straight up



Credits
Writer(s): Joshus Saintus
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