Pre Skool

You know I been a gangster since like preschool

Known to let that MAC fly just like my **** Doe, bah (Oh, really?)

First grade, went to school, could barely spell my name

Second grade, in the hood, tryna learn the slang (Doe Beezy)

Watchin' BET in third grade, I want a chain

Brung a knife to school in fourth grade, I was insane

Yo, Doe Boy, hold the fuck on, ****, hold the fuck on

Stop the tape, **** (Oh, really?), stop, stop the tape, ****

You just said some shit I ain't, what the fuck?

****, you goin' crazy like that, ****?

Spinnin' the block on these **** like that, ****? What the fuck?

Oh my God, ayy, man, run that shit back, my **** (Rubber Band Money Gang)

Run that shit all the way back, no, from the top, ****, let's go

Scream, Holiday, Doe Boy, BEEN HIM

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, ****? BEEN HIM

Known to let that MAC fly just like my **** Doe, bah (Holiday season, oh, really?)

First grade, went to school, could barely spell my name

Second grade, in the hood, tryna learn the slang (Doe Beezy)

Watchin' BET in third grade, I want a chain

Brung a knife to school in fourth grade, I was insane (Facts)

Fifth grade, I was treatin' **** like they lames

Sixth grade, nothin' changed, I was still the same (Fool)

Seventh grade, I was twistin' fingers, claimin' gangs (Gang, gang, gang)

Eighth grade, I was in the trap with OG dank

Ninth grade, catchin' smoke with opps, runnin' fades

Tenth grade, I was robbin' **** comin' in my lane (Think I'm playin'?)

Eleventh grade, still ain't had a real pair of J's (Facts)

Failed out twelfth grade, then I dropped out

Mama kicked me out the house, I got locked out (I got locked out)

Not one time in my life I had a job, never clocked out (Facts)

Grades was way too bad for high school ball, I never tried out

Teach a **** a lesson, go to the chalkboard, you fuck around, you find out (Oh, really?)

I was eighteen, got a record deal, ****

And the label I signed to don't sign you unless you kill **** (Freebandz)

Tell the label he signed to he don't got no flex appeal, **** (Fool)

Epic want me rappin', but I can't be nothin' less than a real ****

Came with a hundred racks, I left with zero

Couldn't afford American Eagle, now my necklace got an eagle (Brrr)

Clappin' at your people, clap that blicky like it's legal (Bah-bah-bah-bah)

First 48 gang, bitch, free Baby Shaq and Chino, huh (Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah)

Six feet deep where I'll leave dude (Bah-bah-bah-bah)

Knew I'd be a gangster, bitch, since I stepped foot in preschool (Doe Beezy)

Think he slick, I peeped dude, up the stick and teach dude

Up this bitch and squeeze dude

Your gun make **** freeze? ****, me too

****, I been thuggin' back since kindergarten, huh (Yeah)

Way since kindergarten, **** know don't get me started, uh (Think I'm playin'?)

Grew up, always wanted to be a rapper, then I charted (Doe Beezy)

Huh, check the numbers, bitch, I charted (Oh really?)

You dig?

Man, y'all fuck **** didn't see this shit from a mile away, hahaha

See, when you legendary, ****, you can pop out when you want to

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

We gettin' movie money too, ****

And Apple Music

Doe Boy, Holiday

My **** Scream

This shit just feel different, right?

You're wecome