[Verse 1]

Stepping to me now you got a bad shot, uh

Roll a backwood up in a bad spot, uh

Wonder why a nigga never not lit

Well what's a fucking dime to a bad thought, uh

Rhyming on perfect like a doom thang (ooh)

Broke boy lookin' in the future

All the fuckin' money that I ever spent boomerang, uh

Keep me in the cut and make the room bang

Geeked up talking automatic

Addy on me I been in my attic

Avalanche up in the flow let it go erratic

Any other job like the joint okay

On point with the ballpoint okay

Put a shoestring on my pen

Like 21 tec

Damage ima go anoint okay

Still stay

Thinking up and

Throwing down and

Downing blunts

I dunno what I'm 'posed to do

I see dots

I'm dot connecting

Getting got

I got some doors

I closed a few

I'm extra good

You extracurricular

I'm never worried 'bout ur program

Cut it

Bunk dopiana if it's your jam

Cut it

Since your genesis gave no damn bout chu

You and your army get ate up

Ain't goin' be big get your weight up

I keep my work like the pack

Acrobat up out the trap when the grade up

And I'm still off it and coughing and back with the pen

Student 1 back on his bullshit again

Toppling armies and dropping they men

Pack in the blunt ima smoke to a ten

All of my enemies lacking and fail

I make tomorrow a rack in the mail

I make a memo get me in my bag

I make suspicion attacking a tale

Go tell your team that approaching is trauma

Go tell a telephono to your momma

Make opposition go poof

Sincerely the scholar, the slacker, the goof

[Chorus]

All white Toyota

Whip it like a fool

Dropped outta class

Fuck a teacher fuck a rule

Ima pull up with my bands

When I go back then it's cool

When I'm done

Everyday

Burn a backwood after school