Professor ft. BC.Nate Lyrics

I'm the professor

I said F your lecture

Claim that I fumbled

I got clowned I text you baby

I got clowned now I pop shit like I hopped out the restroom

Nike sign I should've checked you

Next time you sneeze I mustn't bless you

Ha

These hoes ain't shit I done peeped uh

She got a new nigga slide on him, clip longer than one piece

Bitch in my phone better take me on dates if she want me

Want who? Need a clean jawn your room junky

Old head talk I ain't listen to Uncy

Drop out bum be surviving off lunch meat

Need a longer reach if you trying to touch me

It's us

Uh huh

No fucks

Unt Unt

Bro got a D Eagle he John wicked up

We turnt

Yea

For sure

Yea you popped shit know that it hurt but I iced out my ticket now you insecure

Now I'm outside Lakers watch Bron Bron dunk that

With my new bitch snatched like comebacks

Twin BB belt we unmatched

Like Ramadan you done fast

Uh, You just hit my dm, seen that shit like uhm no

Cause I'm the professor

I said F your lecture

Claim that I fumbled

I got clowned I text you baby

I got clowned now I pop shit like I hopped out the restroom

Nike sign I should've checked you

Next time you sneeze I mustn't bless you

Ha

These hoes ain't shit I done peeped uh

She got a new nigga slide on him, clip longer than one piece

Bitch in my phone better take me on dates if she want me

Want who? Need a clean jawn your room junky

Old head talk I ain't listen to Uncy

Drop out bum be surviving off lunch meat

She ate the dick like some lunch meat

This shit ain't real just punch me

Pinch me

I paint the picture like this shit Disney

I'm cooking up like my first name Remi

And she want the alc

We in Houston Texas, she wanna sip Pink Whitney

Seen her on X tryna get in the middle like Malcom

You in my city bitch hit me

Apply the pressure bitch we on a date you better pull out your card

I grant your wishes I'm a genie bitch I feel like BcJafar

Lower your tone, like I'm Pop Smoke bitch but you want some Christian Dior

She wanna ride my shit like a pogo stick, she go crazy I pull out the sword

She wanna test me I won't text her

I'm the professor

I said F your lecture

Claim that I fumbled

I got clowned I text you baby

I got clowned now I pop shit like I hopped out the restroom

Nike sign I should've checked you

Next time you sneeze I mustn't bless you

Ha