CLASSROOM FREESTYLE

Hey K, you make this shit? Woo, look

I'm doing this shit, which

I'm doing this shit for the one time

Fuck that, doing this shit forever, yeah

I need me a beat with some song in it

Turn on a beat and I start cooking up like I went in the oven

And put me some dough in it

I head to the stove and I whip up my wrist

I'm a drop a lil' water with dope in it

Four hundred degrees, I'm a scrape off the oil

And take out the rock, get some dough from it

I'm a bag this shit up, I'm a add this shit up

Doing method with? To fuck

Kicked out of school, I was bad as the fuck

Kicked out of school, I kept fucking shit up

Sent out to juvie, got caught up for licks

Changed up my ways and I flipped me some shits

I'm a get in the pack, and I get it off quick

Then I bring back the money and help with the rent

Helping my momma, boy I've been a man

As a young in was touching and clutching the?

**** play around, we gon' get on his ass

I'm a call up my dog, he gon' slide with his mask

45 rounds stuffed up in that choppa

762 hit him up, they gon' pop

**** talk stupid so I'm finna drop

Whip up the dope, the sauce start locking

Man fuck that

I ain't finna be rapping bout dope cause I'm up in the school

Rap front' the teacher, rap front' the class

But I'm doing my thing like a mufucking preacher

I'm standing here speaking

**** play around, chopper get loud like bangs on a speak'

Hit his ass up, leave him leaking

Get lit from the woods, he stanking

Stick his ass up, creepin'

Let me change up the topic, let's talk about money

Doing my thing, I'm winning

Gettin that dough, I'm keeping this serious not funny

Runnin around from the rain, the cold, the snow

Fuck it, even when sunny

Don't give a fuck

Don't matter, that jacket on me cause that pistol on me

What? You want it? Woo

**** said do it so I went and did that

I'm with that x and I ain't with that chit-chat

Up it and bust that, you get your shit wacked

**** talk stupid then you get your shit snatched, bitch

I was broke as the fuck, riding round tryna pop it like Tic-Tac

If a **** talk stupid than we finna pull up and lit that

Bitch get your lid back

Bitch get your shit back, **** got kick-back

Big ass chopper, this bitch got some kick

Ima get me a pound and then rip that

Bussin' shit straight to the gram and then flip that

Bussin' shit straight to the gram and then stretch that

I'm a get that shit diamonds on necklace

Yeah this shit coming up, its my time

I'm feeling this shit I ain't come to regret that

Everybody that's hatin on me, that ain't know I was made for

If a **** play round I'm a stack up some bread

On his ass like some mu fuckin Legos

I'm a get me a pack and then stretch the shit off from the soft?

Some hard like some playdough

Left outside when the kid done playing with it

Pussy play round, I keep a K close

Yeah, Foemob

Doin' that shit, boy, don't know the **** you're talking about

You know what I'm saying?

I ain't even gotta say too much for real

I'm just glad I made the right decisions bro

God did