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bicklebeat - memories from year 10 lyrics

(yeah i only have 5 dollars, yeah i only wear gold colla_)

(verse 1 [mitch_ll holmes on the track])

miss phillips, more like miss big lips
f_ck you and that blonde c_nt, hes a pr_ck
thinking trickshot city will miss and fizzle out
we gonna be screaming that if you send us out
yeah you only got 5 dollars while i got 9 thousands
you ain’t gonna stop us from, f_cking around
we don’t give a f_ck about your class, nah nah
it’s a bunch of b_ll_cks anyways and it’s very g_y
everyday wasting our time, then replay and that’s your class
lower class your living in, hopefully you quit before you notice we stealing sh_t
your class only for us to p_ss about
it’s so sh_t man, please learn how to teach
that tape measure, i did steal
i lied whеn i said i didn’t, youre f_cking stupid

(yeah i only have 5 dollars, yeah i only wеar gold colla_)

(verse 2 [playboi riley])

yo, miss phillips, remember that time in year 10 when i smuggled a hamster into your classroom?
i made a concoction and shoved it in your face
you send me out? i’ll bend you over
owen diggins is a nonce, he takes you for a bronc
miss phillips, your fat, i won’t hit, from the back
cause you’re clapped, and my fist, it slaps
we’re on the track, let me make a rack
miss phillips, you’re limiting my abilities
all this sending me out is giving me f_cking ptsd
so don’t take me there, or i’ll get my lawyer involved
i got me a h_llcat, but i’m rapping on this h_ll_mat
so now, miss phillips, tell me why you’re so big
you look like a wig, cry me up a twig
and you’re a little b_tch, that blonde_headed tw_t, he can suck a d_ck
as i dip from the classroom, all i get is ritz
imma chuck a chisel at your head and you’ll scream
“get out b_tch!”
(yeah i only have 5 dollars, yeah i only wear gold colla_)

(verse 3 [mitch_ll holmes on the track])

“i’m getting memories from_“ f_ck off with that
corny ass b_tch you’re literally fat
you’ll never get close to being an asian
continue the beef, i can destroy you in a rap
in the back of the workshop, that’s where i trap
i sell weed, coke, x, dmt, everything
all in your classroom and you still don’t see
it’s crazy cause i don’t even to hide it
i’m a motherf_cking de mon, jesus
you ain’t stopping me miss phillips
you are a f_cking piece of sh_t
lemme burp on the beat really quick
(burp)
oh jesus that was big
haha, big just like you! you get it?
in case you didn’t i’m calling you a fat c_nt
heads up! on monday we’re gonna f_ck everything up
you ain’t getting no luck
you should’ve quit your job when you could
now you gotta deal with us
(trickshot city)
(yeah i only have 5 dollars, yeah i only wear gold colla_)

(verse 4 [playboi riley])

back on this track, miss phillips has no back, just fat (fat) your fat, it flaps
countin calories, your fat
you’ll be distraught when you hear, this track (track)
put me in the workshop, i’ll do f_ck all
put me on the classroom, i’ll do f_ck all (f_ck all)
put me on the computers, i’ll do f_ck all (f_ck all)
why? cause your class, sucks, it’s a duck
if you helped me maybe? i’d get something done
but no, leave me to do my trickshot city (trickshot city) sh_t
and hit that trick
i got on my truck and crashed your show
you only blow on the flow, you don’t produce
you’ve got no fruits, cause you’re just fat
and i won’t tap, that back is fat (fat)
your flows, aren’t stacked, they just count, fat
my rhymes, are cold, they hit, the snow
and take, you out, and now, you’re froze
miss phillips, f_ck you (f_ck you)
and f_ck (f_ck)
your stupid (stupid)
f_cking (f_cking)
class (class)
b_tch (b_tch)
(yeah i only have 5 dollars, yeah i only wear gold colla_)

- bicklebeat lyrics

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