Lyrics: Samuel Agyei
Music: Samuel Agyei
I know im gonna have stacks paper
Cus I booked me a bag
This racksack is to heavy
Caching with the check
Cus I network hard
No lag
That ruler I don’t need that tuler
Cus I protractor hard bar
Fire like mag
They said stick to the school policy
This uni can’t form man
So I wear my own close your lad
Naughty naughty kid
You know it’s bad
Your gonna get a slap on the wrist
Do you really wanna
Learn something from jads
Lads
Take it from this it’s mad
Bruddas
Thinking there bad
They hit up a stain and stuff gets tekkan
Got kicked in your cell
Now you shedding
Forgetting
You had a gut feeling bro
Let’s play a game how about don’t get
Stuck in the mud
Don’t you know that the trap is a trap
You get caught
Now your in court
And your names all dirty
And your Tryna be thirty
Doing up birds
Brr
On the wing
But you can’t fly free
Looked in
Never gonna see a Nike
So pattern up my jigga
I know im gonna have stacks paper
Cus I booked me a bag
This racksack is to heavy
Caching with the check
Cus I network hard
No lag
That ruler I don’t need that tuler
Cus I protractor hard bar
Fire like mag
They said stick to the school policy
This uni can’t form man
So I wear my own close your lad
I know im gonna have stacks paper
Cus I booked me a bag
This racksack is to heavy
Caching with the check
Cus I network hard
No lag
That ruler I don’t need that tuler
Cus I protractor hard bar
Fire like mag
They said stick to the school policy
This uni can’t form man
So I wear my own close your lad