MiddleSchoola

See me in the spot knowing shit get hot Got beef but we ain't cookin' in a pot My niggas gon' step tell em' shake the spot Dead bodies last thing he saw was the Dot Meatballs fallin' holes in your body No Santana but we know that shit get saucy Red everywhere no origami All my opps dead ain't no one comin' for Me Cook it up boil it like some lobster Red everywhere shit get messyPasta Time tickin call the Oscar Drama queen bitches they ain't make the roster I don't do the fake shit but you hoes my image Come against me it's gon' take a village Can't take the crown it's my right and privilege Only death awaits coming for the children Hold up I saw his print though He ain't packin' I need a Nintendo Don't need a marker I ain't talkin' Expo You niggas hoes Don't be shocked When I say f*ck your respect though I'm sick of bitches Oh wait who next though Early college such a bore What you gon' do hitters at your door Hoes ain't on shit we pour What you gon' do we gon' up the score Middle schoola after this you don't get any cooler I'm the best I didn't need a recruiter You play ball we've got a shooter I ain't talkin' sports when I say I got me a shooter Coleman one last message F*ck your principal and that's to teach a Lesson Uh don't post shit ain't never liked a broke bitch A milli alone ain't never had to coach shit Call Rihanna when I say pose bitch Middle schoola Mmmmm Coleman TL O'Bannon F*ck em all that's business I'm standing Coleman TL O'Bannon F*ck em all that's business I'm standing Mwah no fucks given