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They like"Tiko where the fuck you been at? Nigga, you barely dropped this year"
Nigga, just meet me in '25 man
Yuh, ayy, College Kidd
Graduation tape
Yuh, ayy, it's Tiko
It's Tiko, it's Tiko, it's Tiko
I don't do no handouts, but I'll show you where it's at
That nigga really ain't ballin' for real, he play against bums to boost his stats
Young nigga whippin' a Chevy Impala, I push that bitch just like a Scat
And my bitch concerned, she keep tryna figure out where I'm at
I can't tell ya that
You ain't my number one, you might try set-up
In 2025, if you that nigga, better not settle
Had to unfollow my ex, I see her happy, I get fed up
Truth be told, just worry 'bout yo' breesh and get yo' bread up
Shit hit different when you realize anyone could fuck you over
Niggas start gettin' that green, them pockets get taller, and now you attractin' the cobras
The shit that I could say, nah, I can't say 'cause if I do it's over
But shit ain't what it seems, they'll say it's love same ones that do you coldest
They be so ready to ride with you until it's time for gas money
Bitch ain't think I was shit, she turned me down, she used to laugh at me
Shit ain't work for her, she crawling back and tryna laugh with me
Now I leave the bank like my parlay hit my bag different
Ha, nigga
Now I leave the bank like my parlay hit my bag different
Fasho, bitch
C'mon, ayy
C'mon, bitch, ayy
I don't do no handouts, but I'll show you where it's at (Show you where it's at)
That nigga really ain't ballin' for real, he play against bums to boost his stats (To boost his stats)
Young nigga whippin' a Chevy Impala, I push that bitch just like a Scat (Ayy like a Scat)
And my bitch concerned, she keep tryna figure out where I'm at (Where I'm at)
I can't tell ya that
You ain't my number one, you might try set-up (you might try set-up)
In 2025, if you that nigga, better not settle (you better not settle)
Had to unfollow my ex, I see her happy, I get fed up (I get fed up)
Truth be told, just worry 'bout yo' breesh, and get yo' bread up (Ayy get yo' bread nigga)
I'll keep shit 'bout ten times ten if you not the guys, then please don't approach me
I know some bitches who claiming a nigga but whole time it's niggas who hit on the lowski
That's just Jackson women for ya, no girl here that's lookin' foward
I stay locked in the booth, get distracted I can't afford it
I remember wantin' that Chrome Hearts jacket and I couldn't afford it
I remember givin' up my time to women who ain't even loyal
I remember damn near failin' class, they said I wouldn't walk that stage
Now I'm 18, two degree the Kidd, I'm in my college phase fasho
I don't do no handouts, but I'll show you where it's at (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
That nigga really ain't ballin' for real, he play against bums to boost his stats (Ayy, to boost hist stats nigga)
Young nigga whippin' a Chevy Impala, I push that bitch just like a Scat (Push that bitch just like a Scat nigga)
And my bitch concerned, she keep tryna figure out where I'm at (Ayy, ayy, c'mon)
I can't tell ya that
You ain't my number one, you might try set-up (Ayy)
In 2025, if you that nigga, better not settle (Better not settle nigga)
Had to unfollow my ex, I see her happy, I get fed up (I get fed up nigga)
Truth be told, just worry 'bout yo' breesh, and get yo' bread up nigga, what (Get yo' bread nigga)
Man, c'mon
Huh, c'mon
College Kidd shit
Graduation tape lil' bitch