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[Verse 1: OnIt]
Class is in session, I hope ya’ll here taking notes
Can’t believe it if I ain’t peep it, and no we not taking oaths
Contemplating yo casket, and yeah we here taking votes
She tried to throw me the booty, told her I just want your throat
Hear it my lyrics Bruh, come as hard as they go
Fall in love with the art, tryna perfect up the flow
Came with a solid foundation, the rap game ain’t for show
Diversifying my bonds nigga, cause ain’t nothing for sure
Got a couple bitches that’ll wet you, if I just throw em’ some blow
You don’t know where she at, cause I’m the real and she know
You can’t keep up with it though, It ain’t my fault that you slow
My lyrics look like portraits, put it down like Van Gogh
If you fuck with my niggas, turn yo ass to John Doe
If she ain’t hit you in a while, it’s time to outgrow
Take this shit as a lesson, reach another plateau
Fuck with good bitches, that look bad as a pro
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