CHUNIN EXAMS

[Intro]
Yah, yah, it's that real shit nigga. You know what I'm saying dawg? They be on my talk shit. I'm 'bout to get stupid up in this mu'fucker
Ha, yah, aye, yah, wah

[Hook]
Where the fuck the Pack Man?
I need a plug
Run up on his spot and I take all his drugs
Please be quiet when I'm talkin', shut the fuck up
Never light no papers, all I do is light blunts

[Verse 1]
Put him in the back of the car seat
She gone be ridin' like a horsey
Lacin' up my blunts with Promethazine
I'm the type of nigga that they envy
They try to flex they gun, they don't scare me
Jermiah for short, it is Jeremy
I done kissed a hoe, she got herpes
Runnin' with my team, you can't hurt me
Got a lot of young niggas and they just be merkin'
If that's your hoe, why the fuck is she flirtin'?
Beat the pussy up 'till she say it is hurtin'
If I shoot forward 3, I'ma pull up like I'm Curry
I sippin' OE so my words are goin' slowly
Met a bad bitch out Missouri
Got a gold chains 'cause she like all the jewelry
Smokin' so much loud, I don't think I could hear me
Skirt off with yo' bitch while I take a little drip
Finesse on yo' plug so I take another trip
You ain't got the balls, I ain't never seen a strip
Shut your lip before I slap yo' bitch and I spray yo' neighbor then I spray them kids
Your money late so why need an excuse slip?
All about my chimps like your beating on your nips
So, tell me boy, how the fuck it gonna be rip?

[Hook]
Where the fuck the Pack Man?
I need a plug
Run up on his spot and I take all his drugs
Please be quiet when I'm talkin', shut the fuck up
Never light no papers, all I do is light blunts

[Verse 2]
If you rep yo' set, show me what the fuck you on
I don't hit no papers, I ain't never hit no bongs
I be runnin' tracks like I'm runnin' marathons
Yes, I be so fuckin' high I look like Cheech and Chong
Like woo, let me hear it though
Like, what the fuck is going on?
I've been runnin' shit you know that they just come along
She bring her friend so we just doin' things in late night
I fuck this hoe, I fuck this hoe and then I catch the flight
With the trip, smokin zips
It's the Drac's
Oh my god
Yes, we smokin' the whole pack like

[Outro]
Damn, ya, fuck, ya
Haha, it's that Jeremiah-type shit you know what I'm saying nigga. Alright B, you can't fuck with that boy like. Badum. Ba-badum. Ba-ba. Ya, ya, hey