High School

High School
Slap an 808 on the back of that thang and we outta here
The f***
Brrr
When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil' ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch yeah)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak (Haha, yeah)
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat
When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat Lil ni*** on God)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat

Most of these niggas out here got heat
But still get beat, boy they still weak(ha ha)
Trying to hard just to be street(on god)
I'ma go in your jaw and step on your feet
Boy, these niggas sweet
Just like teacher she say 'turn on my song', wanna f*** to my beat
Tryna right my wrongs, tryna stay out the street
Don't care 'bout the weather, still got my heat
Yo bitch respect me when I speak
Yo ni*** get nervous when he see me
Can't wait 'till my daughter see me on TV
Her boyfriend mad, he just wanna be me (on god)
At my show in Hawaii, and they know my CD (on god)
I know a debo bitch we call her Dede
And my BDB chain filled up with VV's
I'm gettin' racks, still eatin' at Cici's (Gettin' racks at Cici's)
Know that I'm street as soon as you see me
You can get stomped, for actin' like he know me
I know plugs that still owe me (On god)
I never ride by my lonely
When I ride, got fire on me (bow bow)
When I shoot I'm hittin' my opponent
Want this smoke? Let's get shit rollin'
Gotta gun so big lil ni*** couldn't hold it (Brrrr)

When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch yeah)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak (Haha, yeah)
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat
When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat lil ni*** on God)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat

I shoot up the club, I shoot up the street (brr)
These niggas ain't gangsta, ain't never been street (the fuck)
Sell a little bit of drugs, that ain't shit to me (uh uh)
You still get robbed for taxing on the weed (ha haa)
Fuck around got blood all on my tee
Swear I see 21, need to see ID
Fuck around with me, he gon' need IV (ha ha)
Bitch I'm with the gang, yeah shout-out to the team
And I grew up on Shamrock shout-out to the East (east)
Used my first strap at age 15
Got racks in my pistol and racks in my jeans
My arm so long like I'm Kenny, ya mean?
Yo bitch let me f***, I don't know her name I (uh uh)
I do this for racks, you do this for fame
Touch the hair on my head, we gon' bust yo brain
I ain't between her legs, I just want her brain
Big Trevor got dope, Lil Nunechi got 'caine
These boys had sticks every where that we came
When I refuse to beef with a lame
Tenthside pop put dirt on my name (ha ha yeah)
Keep on in the head, gun always in range
Definitely the reason for this BDB chain
Put yo ass up, send you back where you came
No small fame, I'ma be in my name (brr)

When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat lil bitch yeah)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak (Haha, yeah)
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat
When I ride, my shit in my lap, lil ni***
Fuck reachin' up under a seat (Bow, bow, bow)
How you a gangster, but ni*** in high school?
You was one of them niggas I used to beat (I used to beat lil ni*** on God)
Most of these niggas out here sell drugs
But they don't mean shit, f*** ni*** still weak
Most of these niggas out here got guns
But they don't mean shit, ni*** still get beat

La canción 'High School' de Rich Dunk narra una historia cruda sobre la realidad de la calle, destacando la inconsistencia de aquellos que pretenden ser gángsters pero en realidad son vulnerables...