Lyrics:
forgot my belt at the hotel
Fuck, now my team all scrambling to help, this sucks
I need something to cope, ain't nothing to cope
I eat a banana and I
Freshman year I came in like I'm the man (The man)
The seniors shut me down and told me, boy; I'm a fan (A fan)
Having lunch getting knocked up out
Rah rah pom pom play girl
Pom pom play girl
(Chi chi bah)
Just a little social clique with the other song queens
With a freshman or a sophomore
them too much listen
Chalk on the chalkboard the lesson for the day
Freshman's and Sophomore's
Prerequisites cannot be met TC the benevolent uh
Cubans
stuffing bras
8th grade gossip in the halls
Then freshman year, you called me fat at the pool
Spent sophomore year skipping class
Bet junior year, you
At the end of this year ya boys gotta be prom king
To the freshman class keep shooting up yall be shaping
To the sophomore class y'all are cool but please
Coaches make us put the work in
Not to brag
Rings you know we got em
You started off as a freshman
Upper class they make suggestions
Sophomore thats when
my left hand
Drunk as a freshman on his tenth keg stand)
Got a sophomore, all jaw, give me drunk head
Roommate joined in, climbing down from
returning
Look lil bitch I know you heard me
Talk success or don't concern me
I ain't out here showing mercy
Moving with me you ain't worthy
All that fuck
Freshman year there was covid, I had no idea what I was doing
Almost flipped the script but I kept on losing
I knew no faces, everyone else was gone
moves
And I said that imma shine when you said I would lose
Didn’t do it by myself and I don’t have to choose
Got my team like the Rangers, Ivan Ooze
a blemish; more than I could ask for
You were a freshman, I was a sophomore
8 Years later there's still so much left to explore
It's like you are the poison
I want to take you back to the high school gymnasium
With the freshmen and sophomores sitting on this side
And the juniors and seniors sitting
anything like we ready for war
They say the freshman
We can't hear you
Sophomores
Yeah we don't see you
Juniors
Y'all just wanna be us
Y'all mad cause none
moves
And I said that imma shine when you said I would lose
Didn't do it by myself and I don't have to choose
Got my team like the Rangers, Ivan Ooze
[Sarai]
La la lahhh, lahhh
Fa la lahhh, lahhh
...
Fa lahh, fa lahh
[Verse One]
It all started like this; 9th grade, freshman year
So happy to be in
Islands in the winter
Summer bus rides to Great Adventure
I've brung New York back
To real rap inventors
New crib, diamond rings, killers on my team
Never disrespect my sixteens the intellect of real emcees
We keep it pristine ya feel me
Whole team gotta prestige flow got a mystique feeling
Its Just a typical day best friends in all shapes and sizes
grooving at them school dances students working for that success
getting ready for
done all alone
But I've ripped an A on every test that I've taken
Guess I was left for success, but I'll make it
Started from the bottom but I'll get
can)
Can I kick it (Yes you can)
Can I kick it (Yes you can)
Well I'm gone... peep game
Well imma spit that, wonderama thing, me and my entire team
to success cause I was made to prosper
My little project prima donna made my roster proper
They told me life is full of test but they don't give you proctors
I
this shit I'm basically a vet
Ain't fucking with these cats
The litter neutered to success
And I and I and I
Still stress about the checks
And I and I
Rep RattPack ’til my last breath
I cut records like Kid Cudi, day and night
That’s all the time
From the underground to the mainstream
My same team get
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