Verse 1:
Nigga I’m educated
I ain’t talking no college
Nigga I never made it
I ain’t smoking no garbage
Nigga I’m hella faded
I make a movie you niggas
Just stick to picture taking
Paper making while your stories all fabricated
Bitches in my section with they asses shaking
She just obsessing, we sexin Montego Bay Jamaica
I’m killing everything ain’t no need for a respirator
I’m getting cheese my nigga I’m such a cheddar maker
I got a crib in the woods living on hella acres
I’m still good in my hood from 36 to Crater
Come get some money you can fuck them dirty bitches later
You looking bum and start your sentence with "I need a favor"
I bet I shit on these niggas who wanna make a wager?
I’m on my shit on you niggas, I’m 'bout that paper label
I came up on you niggas I’m like a elevator
Rest in peace Nate Dogg I’m bumping regulator
I’m bout my business and my business style is now and later
Look in the mirror I say fuck a hundred thousand haters
Just left the club and they paid a hundred thousand baby
Nigga remember when I used to have a silver RAZR
The flip phone told your baby mama call me later
Huh cut her yeah I cut her now she call me razor
She got a bag of some shoes I did your ass a favor
Another bitch in my crew but she love a pussy eater
Her name caramel I treat her like my favorite flavor
Nigga I’m educated
I ain’t talking no college
Nigga I never made it
I ain’t smoking no garbage
Nigga I’m hella faded
I make a movie you niggas
Just stick to picture taking
Paper making while your stories all fabricated
Bitches in my section with they asses shaking
She just obsessing, we sexin Montego Bay Jamaica
I’m killing everything ain’t no need for a respirator
I’m getting cheese my nigga I’m such a cheddar maker
I got a crib in the woods living on hella acres
I’m still good in my hood from 36 to Crater
Come get some money you can fuck them dirty bitches later
You looking bum and start your sentence with "I need a favor"
I bet I shit on these niggas who wanna make a wager?
I’m on my shit on you niggas, I’m 'bout that paper label
I came up on you niggas I’m like a elevator
Rest in peace Nate Dogg I’m bumping regulator
I’m bout my business and my business style is now and later
Look in the mirror I say fuck a hundred thousand haters
Just left the club and they paid a hundred thousand baby
Nigga remember when I used to have a silver RAZR
The flip phone told your baby mama call me later
Huh cut her yeah I cut her now she call me razor
She got a bag of some shoes I did your ass a favor
Another bitch in my crew but she love a pussy eater
Her name caramel I treat her like my favorite flavor
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