[Verse 1: OwdaBounds]

When I was growin up I never rode the school bus

I always had more class then the fuckin school does

Ball up , yall is stuck in the bleachers

And this is for the kids who ditch class and say fuck they teachers

Man it wasn't possible for me to be head of the class

Cause I was always endin up way ahead of the class

Counselors keep tellin me I got my head up my ass

But I been sayin bitch, suck my dick causeI said it would last

And now our rise is gonna be fast

You studyin us in astronomy class

I'm inside the dorm smokin ton of the grass

We the dudes you hope you run into last

We stay tearin up universities

Been doin our thang universally

Cause certainly it hurts to be

45 workin at burger king

I'm fuckin half the sororities

And they comin back for some more of me

Cause they are just a bunch of whores to please

They prolly just wantin me for my steez

I'm payin thousands to do homework, rather get paid thousands to do shows

And have an accountant that snorts blow

And hike up a mountain made of dro

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Shoutout Miss Cruise yo titties is the best those is some A+ titties

Shoutout to the bookstore for chargin me 100 fuckin dollars for a 10 dollar book

Shoutout to my homegirl Jazzie yo for real though thats the best head I ever got in my dorm room

Shoutout to trojan condoms I fux which yall man, literally

Shoutout to Four Lokos for making me drunk as fuck but I can't sleep so im in history class and I can't do shit

History class, test pushed back, grab my bag you know I'm leaving

Don't nobody give a fuck bout some nigga named Grover Cleveland

Fuck man, I'm so broke I'm needin dough it's getting old just eating

Ramen everyday, I should be rhymin' gettin paid

I dont really go to class a lot, 4 more years I'd rather not

When it comes to this college shit, I'm the opposite of Asher Roth

Man, I would leave today but you know what mom's say

Every college dropout doesn't end up being Kanye

My boy Benny got him a degree in art

My boy Benny stocking dvd's at Wal-Mart

You ain't guaranteed the polo and the golf cart

So I'm yelling fuck school, momma I'mma ball hard

My future isn't for a professor to decide

If you don't ever live, all you do is die

And for me a suit and tie is suicide

I want that stupid ride ballin lookin supa fly