School high
Sitting in my class wondering why
I'm in a class room not with my g's getting high
I'm sitting with bros
With tate and kaij
We cutting up hose
We blaze today
Put em in bills
Killing with murderous skills
My lines are getting I'll
Like they they caught a flu fix that shit with a pill
Chill chill brother he's chill
Got a murderous line in fact it's packed to kill
If i murder a track I'm an serial killer
Taking meds like peep ending up like miller
I'm iller
Liquid gas in my lighter that's the ducking filler
That sparks a flame and bubble ls my bill up
Bubblo bills I bubble up bills
My head bobbing to chill I chill
Rep the 6516 still
I'm on a flight I'm feeling all the turbulence
School high maybe because I burnt the spliff
Like a bomber chillin in a f*cking turban bitch
I'm blowing up
Of these cunts I've had enough
Man I'm sick of this shit
Sick of cunts who think the sick when they spit
F*cking homos man they ain't real when they smoking on pip
They ain't dope when they quit
They so broke on tick
Yeah I'm loco bitch
I don't know no snitch
While I'm puffin on that hydro
Eyes low coz you f*cking up my high bro
I f*ck with tight flows
I'm a f*cking phsyco
Spit a rhyme bro and leave your mother f*cking mind blown
I write lines while I'm whacked
That's a fact
I got a billy with a cone packed
I'm making hunnids with my bruddas and we got fat stacks
Making tracks one day I'll make fat racks
10th grade every day in the bush
With the a grade all the food kush
I got a Gatorade now switch it with a gator bueg
I'm high as f*ck from them mother f*cking gator fumes
School high
Spit a freestyle all the time
I'm willing and chilling I'm killing like Rick grimes
Mix it with coke lines
No need for survive
Just the good kush mixing in with the good vibes
I swung in to the rap game
With a trash rap name
Music so bad it would make your f*cking ears rang
So I switched it up I didn't stay the same
Went from mumble rap now my lines are f*cking insane
In class I'm going out of my mind
I don't listen I'm in the corner and I'm writing lines
I'm thinking of rhymes
What is the time
I'm zoned out again coz I went to school high
I don't go to high school shit I go to school high
Sitting f*cked up like I just snorted a line
Sitting blowing up like s f*cking land mine
Time to roll up it's about damn time
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School high
Sitting in my class wondering why
I'm in a class room not with my g's getting high
I'm sitting with bros
With tate and kaij
We cutting up hose
We blaze today
Put em in bills
Killing with murderous skills
My lines are getting I'll
Like they they caught a flu fix that shit with a pill
Chill chill brother he's chill
Got a murderous line in fact it's packed to kill
If i murder a track I'm an serial killer
Taking meds like peep ending up like miller
I'm iller
Liquid gas in my lighter that's the ducking filler
That sparks a flame and bubble ls my bill up
Bubblo bills I bubble up bills
My head bobbing to chill I chill
Rep the 6516 still
I'm on a flight I'm feeling all the turbulence
School high maybe because I burnt the spliff
Like a bomber chillin in a f*cking turban bitch
I'm blowing up
Of these cunts I've had enough
Man I'm sick of this shit
Sick of cunts who think the sick when they spit
F*cking homos man they ain't real when they smoking on pip
They ain't dope when they quit
They so broke on tick
Yeah I'm loco bitch
I don't know no snitch
While I'm puffin on that hydro
Eyes low coz you f*cking up my high bro
I f*ck with tight flows
I'm a f*cking phsyco
Spit a rhyme bro and leave your mother f*cking mind blown
I write lines while I'm whacked
That's a fact
I got a billy with a cone packed
I'm making hunnids with my bruddas and we got fat stacks
Making tracks one day I'll make fat racks
10th grade every day in the bush
With the a grade all the food kush
I got a Gatorade now switch it with a gator bueg
I'm high as f*ck from them mother f*cking gator fumes
School high
Spit a freestyle all the time
I'm willing and chilling I'm killing like Rick grimes
Mix it with coke lines
No need for survive
Just the good kush mixing in with the good vibes
I swung in to the rap game
With a trash rap name
Music so bad it would make your f*cking ears rang
So I switched it up I didn't stay the same
Went from mumble rap now my lines are f*cking insane
In class I'm going out of my mind
I don't listen I'm in the corner and I'm writing lines
I'm thinking of rhymes
What is the time
I'm zoned out again coz I went to school high
I don't go to high school shit I go to school high
Sitting f*cked up like I just snorted a line
Sitting blowing up like s f*cking land mine
Time to roll up it's about damn time
Sitting in my class wondering why
I'm in a class room not with my g's getting high
I'm sitting with bros
With tate and kaij
We cutting up hose
We blaze today
Put em in bills
Killing with murderous skills
My lines are getting I'll
Like they they caught a flu fix that shit with a pill
Chill chill brother he's chill
Got a murderous line in fact it's packed to kill
If i murder a track I'm an serial killer
Taking meds like peep ending up like miller
I'm iller
Liquid gas in my lighter that's the ducking filler
That sparks a flame and bubble ls my bill up
Bubblo bills I bubble up bills
My head bobbing to chill I chill
Rep the 6516 still
I'm on a flight I'm feeling all the turbulence
School high maybe because I burnt the spliff
Like a bomber chillin in a f*cking turban bitch
I'm blowing up
Of these cunts I've had enough
Man I'm sick of this shit
Sick of cunts who think the sick when they spit
F*cking homos man they ain't real when they smoking on pip
They ain't dope when they quit
They so broke on tick
Yeah I'm loco bitch
I don't know no snitch
While I'm puffin on that hydro
Eyes low coz you f*cking up my high bro
I f*ck with tight flows
I'm a f*cking phsyco
Spit a rhyme bro and leave your mother f*cking mind blown
I write lines while I'm whacked
That's a fact
I got a billy with a cone packed
I'm making hunnids with my bruddas and we got fat stacks
Making tracks one day I'll make fat racks
10th grade every day in the bush
With the a grade all the food kush
I got a Gatorade now switch it with a gator bueg
I'm high as f*ck from them mother f*cking gator fumes
School high
Spit a freestyle all the time
I'm willing and chilling I'm killing like Rick grimes
Mix it with coke lines
No need for survive
Just the good kush mixing in with the good vibes
I swung in to the rap game
With a trash rap name
Music so bad it would make your f*cking ears rang
So I switched it up I didn't stay the same
Went from mumble rap now my lines are f*cking insane
In class I'm going out of my mind
I don't listen I'm in the corner and I'm writing lines
I'm thinking of rhymes
What is the time
I'm zoned out again coz I went to school high
I don't go to high school shit I go to school high
Sitting f*cked up like I just snorted a line
Sitting blowing up like s f*cking land mine
Time to roll up it's about damn time
Writer: Rhys Hansen
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