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student 1 - w8 lyrics
[verse 1]
my domicile, stuck in my dome
range in my talk that i tuck in a poem
like “who tf u finna boss up on fam?
of idiocy u are the epitome.”
supertank gas in a bucket i’m gone
italy italy going to rome
day on replay tf u think im on
im weeded im tweakin im geekin im home
journey my state
every now and then again
move in dakota
my pen is in hennepin
cycles of tryna refind all my zen again
imma stay goofy and scatterbrained when i win (fo_show)
can’t handle reruns anymore
still be too high up
still be too druggy
i won’t say which ones anymore
uh
imma just lay in the cut
higher than f_ck
spot u on overconstructive
worry bout the little details
forget when it’s counterproductive
uh
let every day
lemme do what i want
now i’m f_cking destructive
im in a hole imma climb outta
ima need a minute tho
ima need a minute tho
hmph (sounds like “huh”)
smokin on tyranitar squad
u got no money for shrek pack
coming up short like a farquaad
keep me a brick in the verbal like bg
scribbling water my talkin on fiji
source of my power be making me fidget
heads spinning when i move heebeejeebee
[hook]
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.
.
..go
i be like
ape
u be like
food
u be on
plate
i be like
hey
u be like
wait
i be like
hey
u be like
wait
.
.
.
.
.
mind be on
safe
uh
u be on
shade
heh
i be like
great
uh
i be like
hey
u be like
wait
i be like
hey
u be like
wait
[verse 2]
.
.
i know ur outlook impaired (yup)
never ready bet u scared (yup!)
put ur pockets on my plate (_coins drop_)
you would study if u cared (stupid assss)
oppas looking like the work
i can move em like a brick
ima turn em into lunch
my dogs hungry as a b_tch
(ay)
my dogs apprehend the pounds
(b_tch)
yo dogs see the pounds and dip (uh)
(b_tch)
yo dogs pivoting around
(whoa)
my dogs ain’t gon ever switch
we be steady off the wall
(yuh)
we don’t ever give a sh_t
(nope)
i been goin thru it all
i ain’t deal with that to quit
huh
coming up
i got a head in the clouds
now i stay making my sobriety hop out
often off a. lot
nervous like a op out
sly pitter patter round town like its cops out
tales of a dropout
why stu oc?
he ain’t got sh_t he dont eat
he ain’t finna be what he make foes
all day (l’s!)
he ain’t on sh_t he cozy
too many a 2 face sendin fake love
actin all worried bout me n_gga dont be
(chill)
still in my ziploc in my lonely
(still)
still higher than holier than thou
papermating paragraphs wit a wood at peace
3.5 grams at least
screaming at the universe
i left my sanity here somewhere
can i get it back please
uh
i talk moulin rouge
my word go by toulouse
sell yo self out you kidman
come n getchu educated if u choose
ooh
test stu? u stupid man
been known u huff it ain’t new news
aaand
when they ask who put these l’s in ur pocket
tell em it was all us like u lose
ooh
[hook]
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