lirik lagu buffetboyjohn - highschool
[intro]
y’all sayin’ [?]
hold on, p~ssy ass n~gga
(go, go)
[chorus]
h~highschool went and f~cked on my teacher
n~ggas so broke, boy i could never just be ya’
said i fell off, i’m like, “f~ck, let me t~up”
smokin’ your mans, i’m like, “f~ck, let me geek up”
she want the buffet, like bae i could feed ya’
yeah, he want some smoke, let me re~up
louis vuitton’s turn to my beaters
i’m not f~ckin’ with her you can keep her
[verse 1]
i~i~i don’t want this lil’ ho, you can have it
i’m already locked in with a bad b~tch
i remember the days, i ain’t have sh~t
i said, “f~ck it,” went got me some racks b~tch
how the f~ck you still broke? you can’t stack sh~t
n~ggas say i got nothin’, let me fact check
b~tch i wake in the morning and got me a fat check
buy my b~tch a new bag, but she can’t get her ass did
[bridge 1]
john, john it’s okay, bruh
it’s all good john, it’s all good, it’s all good
just say you can’t do more than that, haha
just say your sound just don’t come more than that (n~gga, shut the f~ck—)
[verse 2]
yeah, yeah, yeah, hold on, wait b~tch, let me count my funds
h~h~h~hold on, wait b~tch [?]
hold on, wait b~tch, you can’t hold my blunt
h~h~h~hold on, wait b~tch, no you not my one
hold on, wait b~tch, i ain’t goin’ pacsun
hold on, wait b~tch, i ain’t tryna mack up
crashin’ the v, now the scat gone b~tch
n~gga want [?] he get packed up quick
2~tone stick, with a mag on it
big 5 sh~t you can’t match us, 6
way i shoot too green, n~gga watch that hit
uh, huh
my brodie got bands, used to walk to the store
w~what is she talkin’? that’ss not your ho
n~ggas be hatin’, thats not your bro
[bridge 2]
wish, you could say something about my music, you wish
you pray, you pray to god that you could
but you just like, “d~mn, i can’t even do what he doing, i can’t even be r&b, i can’t even rap like that, i can’t even really do sh~t”
[chorus]
h~highschool went and f~cked on my teacher
n~ggas so broke, boy i could never just be ya’
said i fell off, i’m like, “f~ck, let me t~up”
smokin’ your mans, i’m like, “f~ck, let me geek up”
she want the buffet, like bae i could feed ya’
yeah, he want some smoke, let me re~up
louis vuitton’s turn to my beaters
i’m not f~ckin’ with her you can keep her
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