Yale

Bitch I gotta good eye

I don't need a scale (don't need no scale)

Want a good guy?

Bitch go to Yale (Go to Yale)

I came in past midnight

She told me go to Hell

Keep that rod on me

I can pay a bail (Pay a bail)

Told my mama

"You can't never get a son again" (Never)

I'm a keep a firearm

Cause I took some L's (Woo)

SRT

I'm in the backseat with a ton of shells

Ouu we got a crowd

You gon need a shield (Gon need a shield)

I got my feet on land

Got my cleats in the field (My cleats in the field)

I need bloodshed

Don't need no pill to heal (Need no pill)

Nigga pull on that

We playing King Of The Hill (King of the hill)

Boa, I did this shit on my own

Nigga I ain't got no deal (Ain't got no deal)

Plenty nights I spent alone

Nigga you don't know how I feel (Don't know how I feel)

I be wheelin and I'm dealin

Stay away from me

These niggas squealin

I just want a phantom (Wana phantom)

I used to wanna Caddy on 22's like David Banner (Wooo)

Baby sit on me like Santa (Like I'm Santa)

I'm rolling and I'm dozing

Bae I'm high up off this Fanta (Off this Fanta)

Clip extended not no standard ( Not no standard)

I'm feelin like Jeff Hardy on the top of the ladder (Wooo)

They play you know I'm spazzin (Know I'm spazzin)

Don't merge up in my lane

If you ain't got no plans on crashin

Bitch I gotta good eye (Need no scale)

I don't need a scale

Want a good guy?

Bitch go to Yale (Go to Yale)

I came in past midnight

She told me go to Hell (Damnn)

Damnnn, damn, damn

Bitch I gotta good eye

I don't need a scale (Need no scale)

Want a good guy?

Bitch go to Yale (Go to Yale)

I came in past midnight

She told me go to Hell (Damnn)

Damnnn, damn, damn

I came in past midnight

She told me go to hell

Shit, you wanna good guy? Bitch go to Yale

Woo, wooo

Woo, woo, wooo

Wooo, woo, woo