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Yea Yop Yea Yop come on
Got all A's on my report card, I just met the dean
This nigga Troy keep airballin' threes, I'm finna switch teams
Why the fuck you run? Bitch, you know my shit got a beam
Dropped a couple 4's, now a nigga feel like he Kobe Bean
Feel like Kobe Bean, bitch, I'm fading to the left side
I'm still on this bitch, why the fuck she put a Y with cried?
Her best friend told me she was cheatin', I don't know why she lied
I told bro to put one up in his top like he tryna kiss the bride
I ain't do no kissin' once I crack, get the fuck out
I slide once I get my stick, like I pulled the puck out
He coulda went to school, we started bangin', he took the wrong route
30 seconds in, I still don't know what the fuck this song about
I don't know either, but this shit might be like Bowling Red
1v1 the opps, its guaranteed, nigga, take our spread
Bullets like a lullaby, the way its puttin' niggas to bed
Gotta keep it on me, these niggas hatin' and they want me dead
Bitch, how the fuck it's early? Bitch, I swear I time that shit right
Beat yo ass into interrogation like I'm Dark Knight
This nigga got fake Jordans, I swear he just took flight
This soda ain't clear, it's mixed with Wok, this a dirty Sprite
308's knock his windshield out, can you stand the rain?
Finna stop slidin' with the drac, I think my wrist just sprained
Masked up out here robbin' niggas like I know Bruce Wayne
How the fuck T2 get into college? this shit goin' down the drain
These gon' be our future doctors, man, this generation cooked
He ain't pay my money, we pulled up and left that nigga shook
Throw the lob behind my head nigga, I ain't even look
This your first time, not mine, bitch, you thought I was a rook
Free the opps, can't even kill they ass, they keep on gettin' booked
Caught his dumbass lackin' with the jab, after Trell threw the hook
Lost a wheel on the last drill, now we doin' hits on foot
Niggas been knew I was the one, like my name was Devin Book
I been the one, no 4PF, bitch I ain't talkin' Rylo