Saint Greg - Eighth Grade Lyrics

Yea
Somebody tell Marcus that I'm next up
Thank the Most High cause I'm blessed up
Remember motherf*ckers wouldn't check us
Now I got em clutching purses nigga
I don't think that they can hurt me nigga
I don't think they got a purpose nigga
I'm a f*cking workaholic nigga
Got drive like hydraulics nigga
Yea I've been on my shit since the eighth grade
Even back then used to hand out mixtapes
Got shitted on by my classmates
Now everything I get is high grade
Now every move I make gets recorded
People stand next to me just to feel important
Don't touch that bottle right there
That shit's foreign got it imported
Somebody tell Marcus that I'm next up
Thank the Most High cause I'm blessed up
Remember motherf*ckers wouldn't check us
Now I got em clutching purses nigga
I don't think that they can hurt me nigga
I don't think they got a purpose nigga
I'm a f*cking workaholic nigga
Got drive like hydraulics nigga
Got to get the Maserati go vroom vroom
Trying to get that skrt skrt go zoom zoom
Take off her skirt skirt and go boom boom
She trying to cuff a nigga but it's too soon
And I ain't trying to get laid out
Bitch I'm trying to find my way out
Yea you know a nigga got clout
Yea you know these rappers going down
Aye
Somebody tell Marcus that I'm next up
Thank the Most High cause I'm blessed up
Remember motherf*ckers wouldn't check us
Now I got em clutching purses nigga
I don't think that they can hurt me nigga
I don't think they got a purpose nigga
I'm a f*cking workaholic nigga
Got drive like hydraulics nigga