‎highschool musical

[Intro]
You fucked my mom

[Chorus: Swoopy]
I'm  on my rap shit, it's cool‚ Highschool Musical
Your  shit don't slap‚ it's the usual
Shotti on the beat‚ it sound beautiful
Grinding up a bag like I'm Usain Bolt

[Verse 1: Swoopy]
Me  and Loveboy in Dickies (oh, no)
Sexting  with hippies (oh, no)
Everything I want I know that I can get
Shiro  Sky got a mil
Oh‚ oh, oh
All the brodies on the field
Oh, oh‚ oh
Yeah,  we just ballin' on the field
In the cafeteria, got the munchies, it's true
I go all in line when I sing to you
His best you can get is the worst I can get
Money stacked up, smoked out with bro, D1v
Baglife number 2, everybody get rich
Run up a bag, yeah, I do it too quick
Meds what I need, feel like I'm sick
Yeah, it go hard, hard like a prick

[Chorus: Swoopy]
I'm on my rap shit, it's cool, Highschool Musical
Your shit don't slap, it's the usual
Shotti on the beat, it sound beautiful
Grinding up a bag like I'm Usain Bolt

[Verse 2: Loveboy]
Man, I wish I was the popular kid, [?]
Walking 'round the school with new kicks, new [?]
Me and Swoopy ditching class, I'ma loser
Detention rocking Louis, our teacher think we stupid
Uh, Man, I can't stand all of these groupies, goofies
My DM's filled with losers that tryna drag me down
Looking at my face you're drooling, still hating
I'm clueless, the subject of your ruins, could care about [?]
Making money, stacking more and more
Gotta sleep but dream of mi amor
Babygirl I'm knocking on your door
And I been drowning, girl, I'll mop the floor

[Chorus: Swoopy]
I'm on my rap shit, it's cool, Highschool Musical
Your shit don't slap, it's the usual
Shotti on the beat, it sound beautiful
Grinding up a bag like I'm Usain Bolt

[Verse 3: Swoopy]
What if I'm lonely in a year, all my brodies disappear
Get the feeling that it's here every time I feel comfier
Walking contacts, but I know they all civalized
Send a small text, then we getting happier every night
I cannot believe my eyes, I don't like to roll dice
I just like myself tonight, but tomorrow won't be nice
Every time I want you I got feelings I fake
I just wanna go home and cry in my bed