Hood Ferris Bueller

In the streets I keep the heat inside much cooler Brought mystick up in the class clip just like ruler With the shit since 8th grade hood Ferris buller Whole body got that shine had to tip the jeweler And my bitch get them checks I just had to her Wrench up on the chop I had to tool her You a rat up in the street you sleeping in the sewer Nigga you ain't got them racks why you trynna fool her Ice just like a cooler Always counting Mula Got a schoolgirl bitch and she repping xula And she a got smart head she my private tutor Bro don't like the other side he a opp shooter Go pro on the rounds I see right through ya She ride me while I'm on the beat call me young scooter Fucked a Oklahoma bitch I made made her cum sooner Chop is my gossip girl she gon spread a rumor All good in the hood I don't need a tuner Knock the hair off his head like I'm shooting tumors