[Intro] Let me start off with the old school flow [Verse 1] Let me start off with the old school flow Snap back, backpack, ratatat, go Swagger at the knapsack, who know I could rap that? Tell me where the cash at, Ill tell you where the smash at Number one hits, I got number one flicks And the number one kicks and number one chicks Fast like Gordon and my jams like Jordan And my Tims like Hortons and my jets all aboarded in And my wheels are like a fortune and it feels like extortion Is it for the fame or for the fortune? Like this, mic this so I can resight this People in their basements say that I didnt write this People say Im white so I couldnt do it like this Checks like Nike. let me give you a good night kiss Well Im a little bit sick of it, listening to bickering Like picking on a little kid, like taking all his licorice I hate it when they littering, I hate to be illiterate I literally am doing deeds, riddling Cheese like Gouda and my soul like Buddha And Imma go right through you and Im so much cooler And I dont need Luda To know that Im the ruler a And Im, so much cooler You should call me Ferris Bueller
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