This one for me
Pay attention while I'm teaching a lesson
No classroom, but a nigga was tested
Black and white like a nigga was ref'in
I'm outside nigga we had a session
No lames with us cause we know they gon tell em
I hit him in that one spot, cerebellum
Like BoofPaxk in this bitch I could smell it
In high school I was teaching a lesson
Remember days when a nigga was servin
[?], nigga Kyrie Irving
That nigga was perfect, did it on purpose, I wasn't nervous
It sounded like [?] the way I was missing that shit and it's working
I be out thе box, I get out the box cause that shit was urgеnt
You lost, you not even searching
My [?] ain't up but it's working
I done lost it, then I found it
You gotta get to the top like a mountain
Nigga don't wanna work, he was pouting
Asked me how the fuck I get my Audi
You gotta get to it, it's a outing
Bitch asked me why I'm always smiling
Fuck, you a grown man and you childish
I hit up my old thot woulda pound it
At the spot right now with that thousand
I'm feeling like Nick Cannon now I'm wylin
Freestylin, at the top it's no one out here
Imma step with his allowance
Niggas hate me I'm growling
This bitch damn near just ate, she tryna eat on me
Man this bitch knows she can't stay here, tryna sleep on me
I got uh... plugs... right now, waiting on me
I'm tryna get like... three, big bags know he fucking with me
I hop out the CLS with this bitch looking clean
The whole thing, she gon' settle with me
I walk in this bitch looking too clean
And if anybody got a problem with him, then that same nigga got a problem with me
Ain't gon lie ion be lookin this good every day
And this bitch wanna fuck but I don't want no creases
And I can't even see out the whip I got shades on
And I can't stand it when this bitch keep on sayin something
And she tell me to sing I'm like bitch I'm not Trey Songz
I can't, I can't baby for real
Pay attention while I'm teaching a lesson
No classroom, but a nigga was tested
Black and white like a nigga was ref'in
I'm outside nigga we had a session
No lames with us cause we know they gon tell em
I hit him in that one spot, cerebellum
Like BoofPaxk in this bitch I could smell it
In high school I was teaching a lesson
Remember days when a nigga was servin
[?], nigga Kyrie Irving
That nigga was perfect, did it on purpose, I wasn't nervous
It sounded like [?] the way I was missing that shit and it's working
I be out thе box, I get out the box cause that shit was urgеnt
You lost, you not even searching
My [?] ain't up but it's working
I done lost it, then I found it
You gotta get to the top like a mountain
Nigga don't wanna work, he was pouting
Asked me how the fuck I get my Audi
You gotta get to it, it's a outing
Bitch asked me why I'm always smiling
Fuck, you a grown man and you childish
I hit up my old thot woulda pound it
At the spot right now with that thousand
I'm feeling like Nick Cannon now I'm wylin
Freestylin, at the top it's no one out here
Imma step with his allowance
Niggas hate me I'm growling
This bitch damn near just ate, she tryna eat on me
Man this bitch knows she can't stay here, tryna sleep on me
I got uh... plugs... right now, waiting on me
I'm tryna get like... three, big bags know he fucking with me
I hop out the CLS with this bitch looking clean
The whole thing, she gon' settle with me
I walk in this bitch looking too clean
And if anybody got a problem with him, then that same nigga got a problem with me
Ain't gon lie ion be lookin this good every day
And this bitch wanna fuck but I don't want no creases
And I can't even see out the whip I got shades on
And I can't stand it when this bitch keep on sayin something
And she tell me to sing I'm like bitch I'm not Trey Songz
I can't, I can't baby for real
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