[Intro]
Wait
Alright
[Verse 1]
Sorry, I don't give a fuck about no college shit
They couldn't keep me in that bitch with a scholarship
I would've been the Dali Lama or like Don Lemon
But I'm Dicaprio, digging my inner Bart Simpson
The bitch fun, I'm breath smelling and toe sniffing
I just look at you like you art, I cry books of garth
I know that she'll prolly leave and break my achy breaky heart
But I don't care 'cause I don't need that organ
Probably find that shit again when I have me a daughter
But with my karma, I probably have forty four of them
One son, little runt son, Japanese mom, Beyoncé
But if you jump dumb, I turn your ass to Willy Lump Lump
Left silly slumped, rap game, Willy Wonka
Need a ticket or a sponsor, I'm just coming through your monitors
Sitting in your kitchen while your mom in her pajamas
Making eggs for your brother and your father, go to school now
Gym locker room, little buddy got the tool
We ain't telling, shit's cool 'til he busting at you
I was just thinking I could die or get some dust on my shoes from running
But these my faves, I should walk the other way
See, me and God had a long talk the other day
He just told me some jokes and told me I could lead the way
Told me I could make a change but that's all I gotta say, really
Wait
Alright
[Verse 1]
Sorry, I don't give a fuck about no college shit
They couldn't keep me in that bitch with a scholarship
I would've been the Dali Lama or like Don Lemon
But I'm Dicaprio, digging my inner Bart Simpson
The bitch fun, I'm breath smelling and toe sniffing
I just look at you like you art, I cry books of garth
I know that she'll prolly leave and break my achy breaky heart
But I don't care 'cause I don't need that organ
Probably find that shit again when I have me a daughter
But with my karma, I probably have forty four of them
One son, little runt son, Japanese mom, Beyoncé
But if you jump dumb, I turn your ass to Willy Lump Lump
Left silly slumped, rap game, Willy Wonka
Need a ticket or a sponsor, I'm just coming through your monitors
Sitting in your kitchen while your mom in her pajamas
Making eggs for your brother and your father, go to school now
Gym locker room, little buddy got the tool
We ain't telling, shit's cool 'til he busting at you
I was just thinking I could die or get some dust on my shoes from running
But these my faves, I should walk the other way
See, me and God had a long talk the other day
He just told me some jokes and told me I could lead the way
Told me I could make a change but that's all I gotta say, really
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