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big meeks and cv - senioritis lyrics

(big meeks)
she call me hunter i’m driving an outback
i’m wearing designer to get all my clout back
f-ck the derivatives don’t ask about that
skipping like jojo but i ain’t gon shout that

don’t care about hepat-tis
hope i don’t catch senioritis
i do not know how to fight this
pay for the grades but it’s priceless

might just walk out for the planet
lay on the ground f-ck standing
jen got my phone cuz she banned it
renee in the office she dancin

cypher on cypher, i’m not a good writer
i’m pulling them fours but it’s probably just squire
not present in cl-ss call me patrick maguire
these bars are like shots i be shooting like fire (like fire like fire)

(cv)
four years at mhs / i haven’t learned sh-t
solon block is brand new / but it just ain’t legit
big meeks and c-v / you know this track lit
f-ck with us we might pull up on your b-tch
we hop on this beat and we made it go brazy
pull up with the shooters / opps call me tom brady
your mans, yeah he hates me / because you wanna date me
whip in a subie / flexin like crazy

i’ve been grinding hard / you could say i’m on that g-y sh-t
these bois want the smoke / boi i call they -ss a plaintiff

ollie throws up gang signs and he think he crippin
f-cked a b-tch and turned to family guy quicker than peter griffin

(big meeks)
hop out the whip like i hop out a sp-ceship
doin that apush / i copy and paste it
study for summatives / my life is wasted
all of these ap’s / you know that i aced it

need a mercedes / but i’m riding basic
flow is so wavy / cause i’m going places
veshe in the bathroom / he prolly just fainted
rush to the hospital / that boy is wasted

pull up with hundred bands
prolly just a hundred bucks
gavin’s kinda sent it man
now he’s hopping on a crutch
ice on homies ankle d-mn
dripping but he still a clutz
codeine cost a couple grand
gavin got it dummy luck
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(big meeks)
my sh-t 4k, your in 8 bit
been 4 days and you ain’t say sh-t
stop 4 ways and then i race it
commas not decimals yeah we stay lit
honda’s incredible hop out the whip
gargantuan edibles we go legit
(nah im just playin i ain’t eat that sh-t)

pullin out the knife just to open up a box
white middle cl-ss so don’t f-ck the ops
hop on the street we ain’t got no blocks
nerf is the heat we ain’t got no glocks /

prolly gonna vote for the first time 2020
impeach hope that sh-t be funny funny
getting so rich, we makin that bl–dy money
ones on the calc and i need a new study buddy

(cv)
ultimate lit / but they say it ain’t real
hit the secret fishing spot / bust out the reel
i walk into cl-ss / the fresh fit i feel
opps pull up / skrt in my automobile
the music is litty / it got m-ss appeal
i murdered this beat / it can not heal

micah hit my phone tell me we finna blow up
hop on this track you could call this my glow up
these bars are so sick i think i finna throw up

makin these mills / even though we retired
showed squire this track / she said it was fire
she bumped up my grade / just a little bit higher
micah just downed a red bull / now that boy is wired
jen wall ask for your phone / you can not deny her
that check just came in / this bread is acquired

(together)
coming out the closet but you know i ain’t g-y (micah)
woke up feeling fresh get a fit for today (gavin)
these bars they are crude but what can i say (micah)
that ain’t h0m-phobia shoutout qsa

- big meeks and cv lyrics

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