Lupaul

[Verse 1]
Stepping to me now you got a bad shot, uh
Roll a backwood up in a bad spot, uh
Wonder why a nigga never not lit
Well what's a fucking dime to a bad thought, uh
Rhyming on perfect like a doom thang (ooh)
Broke boy lookin' in the future
All the fuckin' money that I ever spent boomerang, uh
Keep me in the cut and make the room bang
Geeked up talking automatic
Addy on me I been in my attic
Avalanche up in the flow let it go erratic
Any other job like the joint okay
On point with the ballpoint okay
Put a shoestring on my pen
Like 21 tec
Damage ima go anoint okay
Still stay
Thinking up and
Throwing down and
Downing blunts
I dunno what I'm 'posed to do
I see dots
I'm dot connecting
Getting got
I got some doors
I closed a few
I'm extra good
You extracurricular
I'm never worried 'bout ur program
Cut it
Bunk dopiana if it's your jam
Cut it
Since your genesis gave no damn bout chu
You and your army get ate up
Ain't goin' be big get your weight up
I keep my work like the pack
Acrobat up out the trap when the grade up
And I'm still off it and coughing and back with the pen
Student 1 back on his bullshit again
Toppling armies and dropping they men
Pack in the blunt ima smoke to a ten
All of my enemies lacking and fail
I make tomorrow a rack in the mail
I make a memo get me in my bag
I make suspicion attacking a tale
Go tell your team that approaching is trauma
Go tell a telephono to your momma
Make opposition go poof
Sincerely the scholar, the slacker, the goof

[Chorus]
All white Toyota
Whip it like a fool
Dropped outta class
Fuck a teacher fuck a rule
Ima pull up with my bands
When I go back then it's cool
When I'm done
Everyday
Burn a backwood after school