Homeschool (feat. Phapi)

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Ooh, I'm bout to f*ck this beat up Slow your ass down like a speed bump
Split from the gang with the money, no prenup Bout to go monkey on pussies, that's freezer
You want it, then keep her Flippin' the page like a beeper
She want my nines like a Nika But I'm not the nigga you want if you want
somethin' nice I'm a Give you that dick, then that's it for the
night Don't tell me what's wrong, bitch, I'm livin
My life's in the message for miles like I'm flyin' a kite
Push the button, lotta you niggas been stunnin' Don't come to me like you my brother or cousin
Been buzzin', finna flip out over nothin' I'm trapped in this space where my thoughts
are corruption Be cautious, a cough can leave you in the
coffin Cursed gas in the whip, boy, this ride is
exhaustin' She bout to chew up the seat, that's a Charleston
Your crew never rockin', so just when you callin
I black out, I back out the back and they back up my bankin
Move with a motive, she low and I'm thankin' Y'all talkin' general, I take out rankings
The grind from the whip, shake the ground when it's crankin
Goin' from the seas and I'm back by the summer Comin' back hard, I been crunchin' these numbers
I added and added, I addict, my habit get dumber Now paper come through when I slumber
Naw, and I ain't talkin' bout a lil' bit No, not finna trip by the lil' bitch
You can take that straight back real quick I stay focused, I notice the bullshit
Bob and weave, I stay away from stressin' Bow and pray, I'm thankful for my blessings
Name my problem and we come with corrections Too important, I need my own section
Section eight to improve, apartment cheap I keep my head on the swivel when I walk the street
Piece of pie, why we be talkin' feast? I feed the beast
Beef, it ain't hard to eat, been awfully quiet I took my time, it get dull when you look for shine
I stand straight, ain't no crook in mind See y'all, bunch of crooked spines
Come and look at your crook designs Take a jab, I stab back like Corker Pine
The whiplash come mad fast from coarse design I'm in the back and relax, I won't recline
Easy to see me, but hard to find, Phapi
We on the grind, you inside like you're homeschooled Money on my mind, I can't think like I'm supposed to
Brody with the shit in the mix, he got pro tools Gotta take a flick, do it quick for the bold move
Wah
Me and poppy goin' back to back? We got the bars and that's a fact
You in the mix, I'm here to flip the script You improvise and I'm method act
If you hear the flex, you better come correct Cause your ass get checked if you ain't about it
Real recognize, real right Well, you can't bust one grape in a food fight
I don't want the dough, but I need the dough Let the dough rise, watch me flip that dough
Make the dough stretch, look how the dough folds If you aint got clean hands, you can't hold my dough
Yo, I got the sauce, I'm droppin' cheeser Make the joints pop like a pizzeria
Selling out slices two bucks a piece And when they taste that joint, they're like, mama mia
Mommy got the body of a Mustang and that thing is built for tough
Got three more chicks tryna skinny dip So they left they clothes up in my truck
That pussy mean when she throw it back Kung fu grip, call it Doja Cat
Spin the block about once or twice And they hit me up like, where you at
We're on our grind, you're inside Cause you're homeschooled
You're at your prom with your mom Cause you're homeschooled, bro
Take some notes, we're some pros Let us show you
Learn how to rap Cause you're wack, delete your pro tools

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