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Highschool
by Yung Tama
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Ay, fucking on your bitch
During high school
Cutting up my shit, I get high too
Whatchu 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 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
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
Ay, fucking on your bitch
During high school
Cutting up my shit, I get high too
Whatchu 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 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
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
