(Intro)
(Pre-hook)
Turn it up a little bit
Uh, got the dope for you n***as
Got that coke for you n***as
Gucci, Versace, designer my coat n***a
That n***a wizard frank on the beat. Shoutout Carm Russo (Ha Hah!)

(Hook)
We the type of n***as to bring the pistol to school, we shootin at all the teachers we thinking that shit is cool, we lookin for lessons learned, we lookin for blunts to burn

(Verse)
Ain't worried bout none of you n***as , you n***as is not concerned, im puffin and that’s my word, im on this dope n***a, smoking on this loud that make you choke n***a, ain't worried bout no broke n***as, come and take a couple coats n***a, fuck that yeah I hope you got some money , boy I joke, n***a
I pull up spending a hundred thou’ , all of this cash
Worried bout n***as who laughing
Them n***as is ass , boy I be all in this class
Spending this money and catching these licks
They worried bout hoes, they worried bout me though!
Fucking with a bitch but she can't fuck for free though
I got a motherfuckin’ kilo
I ain't worried about a hoe , ain't nothing
These pussy n***as frontin’
Put a bullet in his chest like its stuffin’
Ain't worried bout nothing
Pokerface n***a
Yeah, your ass straight bluffin
I’m huffin, im puffin (X2)

(Hook)
I’m the type of n***a to bring the pistol to school, I’m shootin at all the teachers , because I’m thinking that shit was cool, I’m lookin for lessons learned, I’m lookin for blunts to burn, ain't worried bout none of you n***as, just look at my face, im not concerned

(Verse 2)
Uh, we got them blunts to burn like a pack of newps
Im sittin on the stoop with my five gooks
I made hella money at the texico
Flippin hella bricks, this is mexico
I got the fuckin loud in the fucking crowd
I threw a half pound at my homie (wow!) (That’s Loud)
I got the lean in the fuckin backseat
I’m talkin 4-5 tucked under the seat
I’m out here robbin
Im out here stealin
I come and kill, ya fuckin children
Like he said, I brought the tool
Too motherfuckin school
Cause we thought that shit was cool, n***a

(Chorus)
We the type of n***as to bring the pistol to school, we shootin at all them teachers we thinking that shit was cool, we lookin for lessons learned, I’m lookin for blunts to burn (Blunts to burn) Ain't worried bout none of you n***as , just look, I’m not concerned

(Verse 3)
You n***as frontin, you flexin, im just finessin
Im throwin them fuckin hooks and you know that my ass connecting
You playin games, I ain't playin nothing
Ill show your ass a little money, yeah that’s changing something
I ain't worried bout a couple dollars, yeah that’s change for someone
Yeah im worried bout them millions, yeah that’s changing someone
Im the type of n***a who gon fucking get rich
You the type of n***a, who gon see it and be on my dick

(Outro)
We brought the pistol to school
Bustin at them teachers like that shit was so cool
Them lesson was learned
But we ain't worried bout that shit
We got some blunts we can burn