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rich dunk - high school lyrics

[intro]
slap an 808 on the back of that thang and we outta here
[?]
the f-ck
brrr

[chorus]
when i ride, my sh-t in my lap, lil’ n-gga
f-ck reachin’ up under a seat (bow, bow, bow)
how you a gangster, but n-gga in high school?
you was one of them n-ggas i used to beat (lil n-gga on god)
most of these n-ggas out here sell drugs
but they don’t mean sh-t, f-ck n-gga still weak (haha, yeah)
most of these n-ggas out here got guns
but they don’t mean sh-t, n-gga still get beat
when i ride, my sh-t in my lap, lil n-gga
f-ck reachin’ up under a seat (bow, bow, bow)
how you a gangster, but n-gga in high school?
you was one of them n-ggas i used to beat (lil n-gga on god)
most of these n-ggas out here sell drugs
but they don’t mean sh-t, f-ck n-gga still weak
most of these n-ggas out here got guns
but they don’t mean sh-t, n-gga still get beat

[verse 1]
most of these n-ggas out here got heat
but still get beat, boy they still weak
trying to hard just to be street
i’ma go in your job and step on your feet
boy, these n-ggas sweet [?]
teacher say “turn on my song”, wanna f-ck to my beat
tryna right my wrongs, tryna stay out the street
don’t care ’bout the weather, still got my heat
yo b-tch respect me when i speak
yo n-gga get nervous when he see me
can’t wait ’till my daughter see me on tv
her boyfriend mad, he just wanna be me
my show in hawaii, and they know my cd
i know a debo b-tch we call her dede
and my bdb chain filled up with vv’s
i’m gettin’ racks, still eatin’ at cici’s
know that i’m street as soon as you see me
you can get stoned, for actin’ like he know me
i know plugs that still owe me
i never ride by my lonely
when i ride, got five on me
when i shoot i’m hittin’ my opponent
want this smoke? let’s get sh-t rollin’
my gun so big lil n-gga couldn’t hold it

[chorus]
when i ride, my sh-t in my lap, lil n-gga
f-ck reachin’ up under a seat (bow, bow, bow)
how you a gangster, but n-gga in high school?
you was one of them n-ggas i used to beat (lil n-gga on god)
most of these n-ggas out here sell drugs
but they don’t mean sh-t, f-ck n-gga still weak (haha, yeah)
most of these n-ggas out here got guns
but they don’t mean sh-t, n-gga still get beat
when i ride, my sh-t in my lap, lil n-gga
f-ck reachin’ up under a seat (bow, bow, bow)
how you a gangster, but n-gga in high school?
you was one of them n-ggas i used to beat (lil n-gga on god)
most of these n-ggas out here sell drugs
but they don’t mean sh-t, f-ck n-gga still weak
most of these n-ggas out here got guns
but they don’t mean sh-t, n-gga still get beat

[verse 2]
i shoot up the club, i shoot up the street
these n-ggas ain’t gangsta, ain’t never been street
sell a little bit of drugs, that ain’t sh-t to me
you still get robbed for [?]
f-ck around got blood all on my tee
swear i see 21, need to see id
f-ck around with me, he gon’ need iv
b-tch i’m with the gang, shoutout [?]
and i grew up on [?] shoutout to the [?]
used my first strap at age 15
got racks in my pistol and racks in my jeans
my arm so long like i’m [?]
yo b-tch let me f-ck, i don’t know her name
i do this for racks, you do this for fame
touch the hair on my head, it gon’ bust yo brain
in between her legs, i just want her brain
big choppa got dope, lil [?] got ‘ caine
[?] we came
when i refuse to beef with a lame
[?] put dirt on my name
he wanted the [?]
bdb chain
put yo -ss up, send you back where you came
no small fame, you gon’ know my name

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