(Intro)
Front with the gang
You go ‘ahhh’
Fuck with us
It go ‘blaaahh’

(Verse)
Ayy, look
Me and my n***as always wild
We flying like wings
We ain’t ever mild
Tried a label, got denied
On my own, I’m making fire
Now labels want me for hire
Not until they call me Sire
Reach in tight cracks like pliers
On the track, super-fast, till we pile up
Look at my cupboard, it’s all filed up
N***a fucked with me, he got fired
Posted up on the block
Don’t do not friendly fire
Ayy, yuh
I don’t need no chorus
I done met a Horus
I’m spitting the fire, like I am a forest
Thе opps on my ass
I’m running like Forrest
I got it all
I don’t need no more shit
Back at my show, it turnеd to a mosh pit
Bitch wanna suck my dick
Not important
Everything I got on real, it’s imported
The show got crazy, I looked like Yëat
All my life, I’ll say “Fuck Ye!”
Throwing a fit while she looking at me
Look in her eyes, she wanna fuck me
I look in her face and say “I’m 15”
She’ll say “Age is a number to me”
She wilding, see
I’m only a teen, don’t need it see
Now she wanna talk back to me
I ain’t finna have it, she finna ski
My hunnids, they blue
Like I’m watching a screen
I’m done with this bitch
I’m too hella high
Last thing I remember was the sky
Take it off park, shift into drive
Bitch wanna show me her behind
I’m like “No.”
She said that she gonna go unless she get to blow
I still said “No.”
Ha
Ayy
I’m still not done
She tried to put some sauce in my eyes
Maybe it’s not my n***as, always wild
But time and time again, we gotta try
Walked up to my n***a
We done locked eyes
He taking off, done left me behind
I done asked opinions
They all like “Why”
I done asked opinions
“1”
“5”
“9”
Not enough, maybe 9.9
I don’t know, I think I’m fire
They know, they can’t deny it
Bitch
(Outro)
Haha
Student of The Game
This summer
Don’t miss it
You wanna hear me rap
You can hear me rap
Student of The Game
May 26
It’ll be a hot summer
If you miss it, it’ll be a real bummer
Ayy