Rich Dunk – Highschool Lyrics

Rich Dunk – Highschool Lyrics
Highschool
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    "Highschool." - Rich Dunk

    Album: Highschool - Single
    Track No: 01
    (Slap an 808 on the back of that thing and we out of here)
    Dunk
    The fuck?
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch, yeah)
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil ****, on God)
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat
    Most of these **** out here got heat
    But still get beat, boy, they still weak
    Trying too hard just to be street (On God)
    I'ma go in your jaw and step on your feet
    Boy, these **** sweet
    Just like a teacher, she say, "Turn on my song"
    Wanna fuck to my beat
    Tryna right my wrongs, tryna stay out the street
    Don't care 'bout the weather, still got my heat
    Lil bitch, respect me when I speak
    Yo' **** get nervous when he see me
    Can't wait till my daughter see me on TV
    Her boyfriend mad, he just wanna be me (On God)
    At my show in Hawaii and they know my CD (On God)
    I know a debo bitch we call her Dede
    And my BDB chain filled up with VVs
    I'm gettin'racks, still eatin' at Cici's (Gettin' racks at Cici's)
    Know that I'm street as soon as you see me
    You can get stomped, for actin' like he know me
    I know plugs that still owe me (On God)
    I never ride by my lonely
    When I ride, got fire on me (Bow, bow)
    When I shoot I'm hittin' my opponent
    Want this smoke, let's get shit rollin'
    Got to gun so big lil **** couldn't hold it
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch, yeah)
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil ****, on God)
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat
    I shoot up the club, I shoot up the street
    These **** ain't gangster, ain't never been street
    Sold a little bit of drugs, don't mean shit to me
    You still get robbed for taxing on the weed
    Fuck around, got blood all on my tee
    Swear she 21, need to see ID
    Fuck around with me, he gon' need IV
    Bitch, I went to Garinger, shout-out to the G
    And I grew up on the Shamrock, shout-out to the East
    Used my first strap at age 15
    Got racks in my pistol and racks in my jeans
    My arm so long like I'm Kenny, ya mean?
    Yo' bitch let me fuck, I don't know her name
    I do this for racks, you do this for fame
    Touch the hair on my head, we gon' bust yo brain
    I ain't between her legs, I just want her brain
    Big Trevor got dope, Lil Nunechi got 'caine
    These boys had sticks everywhere that we came
    When I refuse to beef with a lame
    Tenth Side, pop put dirt on my name
    Keep on in the head, gun always in range
    Definitely the reason for this BDB chain
    Put yo ass up, send you back where you came
    No small fame, I'ma be in my name
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch, yeah)
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat
    When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ****
    Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Baow, baow, baow)
    How you a gangster, but **** in high school?
    You was one of them **** I used to beat (I used to beat lil ****, on God))
    Most of these **** out here sell drugs
    But they don't mean shit, fuck **** still weak
    Most of these **** out here got guns
    But they don't mean shit, **** still get beat

    Writer(s): Davion Lee Clyburn.

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