Song parody of
Schools Out
by AR With the AR
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Niggas know I ain't gone play I brought my tool out
I was tryna teach a lesson they let school out
Saks fifth for the kicks I brought the Loubs out
Christian Dior my body that a bool thou
Ain't no telling what these niggas ah' do for clout
I was thinking drop a truck I want a coupe now
Bitch all on my line she wanna do me now
Imma press record on her make a movie now
They Done let school out
All this designer on my body got me choosing now
Bitch said she found the one
I told her two me now
I ain't got no time for love no you can't fool me now
These bitches want relations
No, I can't date shit
Got sick and tired of waiting
Phone wasn't shaking
Like how the fuck I'm gone feed the fam with no paper
Everyday I bow my head & thank God when I wake up
Im tryna get my cake up
I'm all about my peso's
I'm riding round with dracos
It's finna be a case close
Like how the fuck I'm gone keep you living when my face showed
I had to do him dirty, clean shot to his maker
Niggas know I ain't gone play I brought my tool out
I was tryna teach a lesson they let school out
Saks fifth for the kicks I brought the Loubs out
Christian Dior my body that a bool thou
Ain't no telling what these niggas ah' do for clout
I was thinking drop a truck I want a coupe now
Bitch all on my line she wanna do me now
Imma press record on her make a movie now
Niggas know I ain't gone play I brought my tool out
I was tryna teach a lesson they let school out
Saks fifth for the kicks I brought the Loubs out
Christian Dior my body that a bool thou
Ain't no telling what these niggas ah' do for clout
I was thinking drop a truck I want a coupe now
Bitch all on my line she wanna do me now
Imma press record on her make a movie now
They Done let school out
All this designer on my body got me choosing now
Bitch said she found the one
I told her two me now
I ain't got no time for love no you can't fool me now
These bitches want relations
No, I can't date shit
Got sick and tired of waiting
Phone wasn't shaking
Like how the fuck I'm gone feed the fam with no paper
Everyday I bow my head & thank God when I wake up
Im tryna get my cake up
I'm all about my peso's
I'm riding round with dracos
It's finna be a case close
Like how the fuck I'm gone keep you living when my face showed
I had to do him dirty, clean shot to his maker
Niggas know I ain't gone play I brought my tool out
I was tryna teach a lesson they let school out
Saks fifth for the kicks I brought the Loubs out
Christian Dior my body that a bool thou
Ain't no telling what these niggas ah' do for clout
I was thinking drop a truck I want a coupe now
Bitch all on my line she wanna do me now
Imma press record on her make a movie now
