High School

Last time I spared a nigga, I couldn't even sleep at night

I'll never make that mistake again, And I feel like Tom Hanks done fell in love

with this Gen, Ain't no fall off around here

I gamble my last ten, And it's merched, I bet I double up

We like Wembanyama, on that block, You better not jump with us

Riding with this Draco and this Glock, Sometimes I over clutch

If we hit your spot, we ain't gon' knock, We just gon' open up

Like make yourself at home, Heart chrome, gun chrome

Nigga, and the pants chrome, I do dirt all by my lone

I like to get real hands on, Scamming days, them foreigners kept blowing