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lil dude - first day of school lyrics

[chorus]
dressin like it’s the first day of school
hundred thousand on my neck with the jewel
if she bad, i might make her my boo
don’t even ask b-tch you know what i do
flexin on n-gg-s like wrestle
i’m the plug, deep etching
ride with that 38 special
try me send em to the devil
trap hot like a kettle
ice on my neck and my bezel (ice ice)
whip with the beat like zeta
finesse a n-gg- out the cheddar
i can shoot good like a hitta
i put the mike in the middle
you a rat stuart little
you talking to b-tches on pillows

[verse 1]
i get up and get me some money
i’m pouring the syrup and muddy
i used to serve out the onions
i used to serve all the junkies
in the trap when there were onions
i know that they hate it they love me
serving the snow to the bunnies
sending them back to the country
getting them bags every candy
i need the money a addict
a b-st-rd, the streets is my daddy
these young n-gg-s shoot til they crash you
you can see me with some gl-sses
i be dabbing in the fastest
my b-tches bad with the -ss
racing the foreign on drag
fresh like im dead or fresh to death
racks in my pants designer belt
who the f-ck is y’all n-gg-s?
i don’t need no n-gg- help
go get the skirt, no kilt
i’m in dmv with lil dude
dope money b-tches come get the dog food
money, power, respect we play by our own rules
pablo the builder, i got bricks, i keep the tool

[verse 2]
i was nothin’ but a d boy now i can sit back and kick up my feet
she ain’t f-cking with no cheap boy, i get the rackies so b-tches gon leap
i stay with my dogs and my dogs stay with me
who the f-ck took the doors off the jeep?
these n-gg-s jayree and i’m in too deep
i had to put my gutter b-tch on a leash
two foreign b-tches right there on the beach
i’m kicking my plate, they get up and eat
i’m tricking these b-tches they give me a treat
micro mini draco under the seat
these n-gg-s are rookies and i’m too elite
i’m a thief in the night, and yo b-tch she a freak
i walk in the spot all these b-tches gon eat
i’m poppin sh-t n-gg-, don’t stand next to me
i mixed the vlone with the rich kid’s supreme
don’t step in no blood that’s a murder scene
i’m smoking the cookie no blue dream
heard he got rip but his bird never tripping, no scene
these n-gg-s not even worth up in the thing
still stand on the corner like sean spring
these n-gg-s know that they not harming me
ain’t got a problem, that what happen when the commas sing
(trapnanana!)

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