Schitt's Creek Lyrics

Staying in my lane and I'm balling like I'm Greek Freak

Watching Schitt's Creek puffing on that dank weed

I got them good trees, crossing, draining mad threes

I know you capping when you say your life a movie

I take them bad takes and blend them in my smoothie

She got them bellbottoms, telling me I'm groovy

Give her Tommy Gun, little mommy want my uzi

Asked me for them chopsticks but didn't order sushi

I think the ops is out to get me

I'm on my Order of the Phoenix

Choking what I'm smoking

Know that odor is the meanest

When they see me in my whip

They know my Kia is the cleanest, like uh, it's the cleanest

I'm gonna need a big bag when we puff-pass

1500 on the tab

Got the drink and the snacks

Got the drink and the snacks

1500 pennies that I'm pulling out the dash

I've been saving for the class fees, then I hit my Slack meeting

Boss down bad because I'm working on the mixtapes

Got a couple hours until my girl home, escape

To the basement studio, open up my G-Drive

Gave that older mix a face-lift

Pandemic wave, every day been the same shit

Aiming for the throne, fucking die if I don't claim it, motherfucker

On my Robb Stark

I'm that Young Wolf, hunting

I stay beating down your block

In my subs that old Gunna

Waist is 38, pockets fat and shorty busting

While you cleaning up the tables at a Perkins, boy

I'm not hating on you working

To be honest, I kind of dig it

I'm just trying to fuck the game and do it differently

I'm not a system quarterback, bitch, I'm Lamar Jackson

Got them shorties snapping, snapping

That's why I deserve the bag

Need that max contract

Yo, my marijuana loud

Neighbors caught a contact

Don't need no flack jacket

But I just clapped it

Shorty got that back and big tits, uh, uh

I done graduated so I'm about to take this

Addy with my sticky, had to wake and bake it

Need my Luxy-Gang rich

See that Hennessy, drank it

They sleeping on the kid, get them fools some blankets, uh