[Verse]

I got sick of class so I’m making some classics

I’m mastering all of these fuck niggas averages

Relax with the laxative

Sike, you don’t want that shit happening

Niggas thought I’m actually playing the game when I’m still only practicing

You looking so lost let me find you a map again

Heat is the only thing I’m fucking rapping so don’t gas me up or you’ll cover in ashes

I’m teaching, you still learning adding

Pick up the textbook, I’ll pick up the action

I run the check up like it’s tracking

Then I split it with my niggas like fractions

Aye

I wanna spit hip hop but niggas ain’t lookin for that

So I had to resort to this bullshit type rap

Where these niggas ain't hip and/or hopping

They sitting and mumbling and somehow they popping

These niggas just all need to stop it

I’ll take 'em out like opposites of deposits

They having withdrawals now all up in the closet

Woah, aye, yeah

It’s funny 'cause they are not banking

No wonder why all of these niggas need saving

I put all of them in their places and hurt them in places that’s gon’ need replacing

Don’t try to step up to me, there’s no staircases

Stop tryna be Jaden when he was explaining to interviewers on how Drake is amazing

When he is just basic

You playing like stations, aye

If you think that I’m playing then you got some jokes

Man I go super saiyan all up on on this beat and all up on the flow