RICH SCHOLAR

I'm a rich scholar, rich scholar

Top Shotta, Don Dada

I'm a rich scholar, got the city shook

I make top dollar like a white-collar crook

Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot

And I stick with my brothers like the pages of a, uh-uh, book

Gor-Gordon Ramsay, let me cook

On the east side, big E, I'm not a rook though

Rookie, rookie, young boy, but not a rookie

Leave out the back of my school, the press out to get me

Envy, people who envy, you can't keep 'em close

They might give a quote to The Post, you know how that shit go (Grrah)

The Post cappin', we still doin' Greek and Latin (Bitch)

Several mothers at my school hate m with a passion (Grrah, grrah)

They ain't want they son in school with a kid rappin'

They ain't want me to graduate, but I made it happen

Rich scholar, Top Shotta, Don Dada

The opps knew my school address and they did nada

Take your shiesty off if you don't got opps

Periodic shawty, hot tamale, give me wocky top

Hah, like, she gave me wocky top

Periodic shawty, hot tamale, give me wocky top

Hold on, periodic mean she curvy though (That's a fact)

I could be tangent to your curve, but you ain't worthy, ho

'Cause I'm a rich scholar, got the city shook

I make top dollar like a white-collar crook

Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot

And I stick with my brothers like the pages of a, uh

Don't judge a book by its cover like these mothers do

Can't say they names 'cause I'd get fucking sued

What did I do?

Tell me, I don't got a clue

Wait, Mabu, bet your kids love me more than you, bitch

I'm a rich scholar, got the city shook

I make top dollar like a white-collar crook

Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot

And I stick with my brothers like the pages of a, uh-uh, book