Lesson 2 Be Learned
[Intro]
Evil empire gangsters, they'll eat ur lunch and wrinkle ur school clothes
4AM
Go away Ghoul
[Chrous]
Got Margiela on the hat
With a couple strings attached
Hit the city, fill the bag
Hit the pack and take a nap
I'm gon' spin it like a bat
We gon' cure a psychopath
Take him off his high horse then we leave him in the past
Bitch I need a fucking Porsche just to do the fucking dash
And I treat it like a sport when I'm getting to the cash
I don't need him anymore, I still treat him like it's fam
You don't need him anymore, you gon' throw him in the trash
[Verse]
Thats' a lesson to be learned
I've got blessings to be earned
I won't put him in a urn
I won't put him in the dirt
I won't put him in a hearse
Told that lil boy do ya worst
If he pull up we gon' put him in a curse
Mask on I be looking like a nurse
Told him I gon' need some bread for a verse
He gon' come in to my city as a tourist
He gon' leave as a victim
You a tenant we evict 'em
We gon' kick 'em like a kick drum
Got the henny in my system
[Chrous]
Got Margiela on the hat
With a couple strings attached
Hit the city, fill the bag
Hit the pack and take a nap
I'm gon' spin it like a bat
We gon' cure a psychopath
Take him off his high horse then we leave him in the past
Bitch I need a fucking Porsche just to do the fucking dash
And I treat it like a sport when I'm getting to the cash
I don't need him anymore, I still treat him like it's fam
You don't need him anymore, you gon' throw him in the trash
Evil empire gangsters, they'll eat ur lunch and wrinkle ur school clothes
4AM
Go away Ghoul
[Chrous]
Got Margiela on the hat
With a couple strings attached
Hit the city, fill the bag
Hit the pack and take a nap
I'm gon' spin it like a bat
We gon' cure a psychopath
Take him off his high horse then we leave him in the past
Bitch I need a fucking Porsche just to do the fucking dash
And I treat it like a sport when I'm getting to the cash
I don't need him anymore, I still treat him like it's fam
You don't need him anymore, you gon' throw him in the trash
[Verse]
Thats' a lesson to be learned
I've got blessings to be earned
I won't put him in a urn
I won't put him in the dirt
I won't put him in a hearse
Told that lil boy do ya worst
If he pull up we gon' put him in a curse
Mask on I be looking like a nurse
Told him I gon' need some bread for a verse
He gon' come in to my city as a tourist
He gon' leave as a victim
You a tenant we evict 'em
We gon' kick 'em like a kick drum
Got the henny in my system
[Chrous]
Got Margiela on the hat
With a couple strings attached
Hit the city, fill the bag
Hit the pack and take a nap
I'm gon' spin it like a bat
We gon' cure a psychopath
Take him off his high horse then we leave him in the past
Bitch I need a fucking Porsche just to do the fucking dash
And I treat it like a sport when I'm getting to the cash
I don't need him anymore, I still treat him like it's fam
You don't need him anymore, you gon' throw him in the trash