Higher Education Gallo

[Intro: GALLO, Avril Lavigne]
Yeah (Ah-ah, oh-oh)
Yeah (Ah-ah, oh-oh)
This the type of shit you count some money to
Ah-ah, oh-oh
Ah-ah, oh-oh I'm g-
Ah-ah, oh-oh
Ah-ah, oh-oh I'm g-

[Verse 1]
I'm sick of the way they be talking to me
Acting like nothing is coming from me
I'm working the days, spending the days producing the hits that come up in the street
Doing this all on my own
All by myself, going through Hell
Stared from scratch and watching it build
Keeping it mine, ain't ever needed no help
Shit, I was made to make these hits (To make these hits)
So why would I quit?
Ever since I been posting the music, the loving was quick
They all on my dick (Uh)
There's the women who think that I'm nothing
Acting like they own the place (Ha ha)
But when they close they eyes and making a wish, I'm the one who gets all of the cake
Bitch
I'm making it up
The reason I'm cheesing is love
Was seeing some demons, but I had enough
Gave them the cut
Back at the club, I'm rolling a dutch
If these strobe lights, them blind me
I'm still wearing my Ray Bans (I'm still wearing)
Still run my hometown, so fuck tryna shake hands (Fuck it)