High School Dropout Lyrics

And she playing all these games

Yea she playing all these games, yea

Yea she playing all these games, playing all these games

Yea she playing all these games, yea

Yea she playing all these games

She don't know I'm gon' come up on fame, yea

She don't even know her n*gga lame, yea

She don't know she staying in her lane, yea

I'm in a Hellcat, I'm in my lane, yea

I won't snap her back, I'm in my fame yea

And I'ma never fade yea

I'm too rich for fakes yea

None of my shit is ever fake though

Y'all pouring Robitussin into your Faygo

H*es are real, I can't f*ck with a fake h*e

H*es on vacation so I call her my lake h*e

I got a lake house

If she really bout it, I'ma eat it like takeout

I might have to leave her but I won't bring the rake out

Dry conversations but that p*ssy wet, I call her a lake drought

High School Dropout

Ain't no Lil Tjay, but I'ma m*therf*cking pop out

Ain't no Polo G, but I'm the goat, I got the top down

Feel like Michael Jackson, I'm the king and I make pop now

He might just get popped now, but this sh*t ain't no Thriller

N*ggas scary like some zombies when they asked to pull the trigger

Hold my glick like a banana, like I'm shooting at gorillas

Shoot at his feet and make him dance, n*ggas think he making Trillers

She be walking through my thoughts at 2am

I be knocking 'fore I realize where I am

Staring at the clock until I see hand

Pulled up to her spot and I didn't even have a plan, yea

I didn't even have a plan B, got her legs poppin-lockin like she's Bambi

I wrestle the p*ssy, RKO like I'm Randy Orton

If I gave d*ck then you know she want more then

She know my sh*t of the highest importance

Got too many hoes, won't ever have a shortage

Got the new iPhone so that I could record it, I still need more storage

Blonde hair, blue eyes like Goldilocks

But you know that my b*tch is thicker than porridge

Got an accent like she ain't even been here

My car and my b*tch, I call them both foreign

And she playing all these games

Yea she playing all these games, yea

Yea she playing all these games, playing all these games

Yea she playing all these games, yea

Yea she playing all these games

She don't know I'm gon' come up on fame, yea

She don't even know her n*gga lame, yea

She don't know she staying in her lane, yea

I'm in a Hellcat, I'm in my lane, yea

I won't snap her back, I'm in my fame yea

And I'ma never fade yea

I'm too rich for fakes yea

Aye

I'm too rich for fakes, yea

Okay yea

Okay yea

I'm too rich for fakes, yea

I'ma say it again

I'm too rich for fakes, yea