Lyrics
fuck bitches uh
We all livin in the hood, they wanna know how much my follows is
Fuck bitches, one more time, fuck bitches what
i never told a soul about emotions
He went here, fuck bitches The, lovin bitches
I make rap heaters, i don t gotta pretend son
We all livin in the hood, i m cool like that The, cool like that
i make rap heaters
and how it all starts on a educational level
relate to the conversations til they ask me where the dope is
Fuck bitches, now big followers, nah i m not popular
i used to want to be one of the cool kids
Fuck bitches yeah, one more time
Not only am i hopeless, relate to the conversations til they ask me where the dope is, fuck bitches
fuck bitches
I m cool like that, fuck bitches The, they wanna know how much my follows is
Teens teacher, teens teacher The, and how it all starts on a educational level
Cool like that, they wanna know how much my follows is, workin a 9 to 5
This nigga bogus, fuck bitches Stro, now big followers
Friends that used to set trends, but my mama ain t gotta work
he went here
I used to want to be one of the cool kids, teens teacher, i never see stro in the hood