(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
Uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, Tan

Uh, look at me now
I'm smokin' grade A
I never went to class (I never went to class)
We turn jack boys to ash
we turn good girls to bad (Good girls to bad)
Come through every time
so when I tell you no
you can't be mad (Yeah)
I pour up every line until I'm out of syrup, shit goin' bad
She want her hair done, a handbag
I spoil her like her dad
Know you pussy, bro gon' make you bleed
you should've wore a pad (Yeah)
I'll do anything but crash
I got way too much to lose
Why you bringin' up the past?
You must tryna make the news
Why you bringin' up my pills?
You can't tell me how to move
Never bring up my religion, pop out Bape
a pair of Trues (True Religion)
You stay fuckin' up my self-esteem
I gave you all the tools (All the tools)
Yeah, huh, I'm in that zone
I damn near don't need autotune (Autotune)

Yeah, get high alone
don't feel like home
but in my room (In my room)
I been cursed since I was born
on the 24th of June (Yeah)
I kept goin' until I won
but they warned me I would lose
Yeah, a lot of bread
a lot of drugs, a lot of goons
I'm still ridin' 'round with my tool
still sell bags like the shit cool
You know everything be fancy
you with me, it ain't no rules
Promethazine fuckin' my mood up
too high, I miss school
I would say the bitch just fuckin' me
but I'd be a fool

Look at me now
I'm smokin' grade A
I never went to class
We turn jack boys to ash
we turn good girls to bad
Come through every time
so when I tell you no, you can't be mad
I pour up every line until I'm out of syrup
shit goin' bad (Yeah)
She want her hair done, a handbag
I spoil her like her dad
Know you pussy, bro gon' make you bleed
you should've wore a pad (Ooh)
I'll do anything but crash
I got way too much to lose
Why you bringin' up the past?
You must tryna make the news
Why you bringin' up my pills?
You can't tell me how to move
Never bring up my religion
pop out Bape, a pair of Trues
You stay fuckin' up my self-esteem
I gave you all the tools
Yeah, huh, I'm in that zone
I damn near don't need autotune

Mm, yeah, damn near don't need autotune
Yeah, fuckin' with my mood, yeah
Uh, mood
Mm, mm, yeah