Schooling Ninjas (Squeeks Sunday)

Mother working 2 jobs

Her oldest boy a trapper

She knew I'll be a dog

She never knew I'll be a slapper

I went jail I had to rob

They running through my grandmas

Feds backing out machines on me

Slapped your boy in handcuff

schooling Niggas

In this game

I use to be a tutor

ditto with the work

They know I be the distributor

I'm really hands off

I don't even tie my shoe laces

I don't care where u leave it

Just don't leave it with your room mates

I Came a long way

sticking pictures with the toothpaste

Now my baby mumma

Tryna figure out the Due dates

I know she wana baby

But I slang em with the 4z

Ocb with the rizla

I dont burn em with the raws

Counting 50 and them scores

My dollars

Look a hundred

Place me somewhere on the atlas

& I Bet I bring backs numbers

You looking like food

mind

I'm rolling with them hunters

You crying bout 1 year

nice

they locked me up for summers

Got a pretty bitch driving

while I bees in the back

I ain't in a dues

Can't smoke my weed in the cab

Got a Big bag

An That's what bees In the bag

Old Bitch try flex on me

now she needing me back

I can put crack on the stove

spin em in a bowl

My young boy I call him reaper

He's tryna catch a soul

And you niggas busy hating

Reason why your looking broke

Your Mrs phoning for a fix

She keeps playing with her nose

My Niggas tell me that it's green

Then I Gota send a load

This Remap on this glee

Had it ripping up a road

God bless all the trap niggas