Teacher ask me do I own my car
Are my homies selling on the block?
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Can you can you can you
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Diamonds on me so you know I'm good with pressure
Left a band of cash right up in her dresser
I ain't got no heart so I went and left her
Bitch stop playing dumb you know I got a temper
Talking bout that we is gonna be forever
Sorry...
I don't want to be together
From trappin' to rappin' we made that shit happen I put a red dot on your head
I wake up what happened I just took a nap and now I got this bitch in my bed
Bitch gimme head, heart what I said
Just like a bird put you back in your pen
F*ck what I said that's not what I meant
Thought I was done but i'm trapping again
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
I don't wanna hear from you, you, you, you, you, you, you or him again
I might just pop it man I might just pop a xan have me spinning like a ceiling fan
Tell the truth I don't need to friends
Tell the truth I might need a Benz
Push to start you can't see me man
While we at it tell her bring her friends
30 round clip can you hold mine
Moving that slow no Slowtai
Heard this beat like oh my
I'm so high might f*ck around and go blind
Need a rewind cos I need time I'm a G right, motherf*ckers ain't even seen that right
I been bad, I seen that, I hit that, left her pussy so traumatized
I see right through you I'm never gon' choose you you're never gon' call me your boo (Whoo)
I'm sorry I'm popping cos' now I got options but I might pass you to the crew (Whoo)
Vans all on my shoes (Uh)
Dance, that what she do (Uh)
Mans who the f*ck you
Bitch I'm the king but I knew that you knew
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Teacher ask me do I own my car
Are my homies selling on the block?
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Can you can you can you
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Diamonds on me so you know I'm good with pressure
Left a band of cash right up in her dresser
I ain't got no heart so I went and left her
Bitch stop playing dumb you know I got a temper
Talking bout that we is gonna be forever
Sorry...
I don't want to be together
From trappin' to rappin' we made that shit happen I put a red dot on your head
I wake up what happened I just took a nap and now I got this bitch in my bed
Bitch gimme head, heart what I said
Just like a bird put you back in your pen
F*ck what I said that's not what I meant
Thought I was done but i'm trapping again
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
I don't wanna hear from you, you, you, you, you, you, you or him again
I might just pop it man I might just pop a xan have me spinning like a ceiling fan
Tell the truth I don't need to friends
Tell the truth I might need a Benz
Push to start you can't see me man
While we at it tell her bring her friends
30 round clip can you hold mine
Moving that slow no Slowtai
Heard this beat like oh my
I'm so high might f*ck around and go blind
Need a rewind cos I need time I'm a G right, motherf*ckers ain't even seen that right
I been bad, I seen that, I hit that, left her pussy so traumatized
I see right through you I'm never gon' choose you you're never gon' call me your boo (Whoo)
I'm sorry I'm popping cos' now I got options but I might pass you to the crew (Whoo)
Vans all on my shoes (Uh)
Dance, that what she do (Uh)
Mans who the f*ck you
Bitch I'm the king but I knew that you knew
Are my homies selling on the block?
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Can you can you can you
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Diamonds on me so you know I'm good with pressure
Left a band of cash right up in her dresser
I ain't got no heart so I went and left her
Bitch stop playing dumb you know I got a temper
Talking bout that we is gonna be forever
Sorry...
I don't want to be together
From trappin' to rappin' we made that shit happen I put a red dot on your head
I wake up what happened I just took a nap and now I got this bitch in my bed
Bitch gimme head, heart what I said
Just like a bird put you back in your pen
F*ck what I said that's not what I meant
Thought I was done but i'm trapping again
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
Yessir
Teacher ask me do I own my car
Yessir
Are my homies selling on the block?
Yessir
Can you get me rock, get me wok?
Yessir uh uh
Yessir uh uh
Yessir
I don't wanna hear from you, you, you, you, you, you, you or him again
I might just pop it man I might just pop a xan have me spinning like a ceiling fan
Tell the truth I don't need to friends
Tell the truth I might need a Benz
Push to start you can't see me man
While we at it tell her bring her friends
30 round clip can you hold mine
Moving that slow no Slowtai
Heard this beat like oh my
I'm so high might f*ck around and go blind
Need a rewind cos I need time I'm a G right, motherf*ckers ain't even seen that right
I been bad, I seen that, I hit that, left her pussy so traumatized
I see right through you I'm never gon' choose you you're never gon' call me your boo (Whoo)
I'm sorry I'm popping cos' now I got options but I might pass you to the crew (Whoo)
Vans all on my shoes (Uh)
Dance, that what she do (Uh)
Mans who the f*ck you
Bitch I'm the king but I knew that you knew
Writer: Zaak Spiteri
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid