School k Pt. 2 ft. CheRomani+ Lyrics

Huh

Ewwww

Huh

I might pull up on that nigga, he can't see (Eww)

Bitch I can't miss, I'm shooting with a beam (Eww)

I was like six years old, sipping...Fuck (Eww)

I was like six years old, sipping lean

Beat a nigga ass then record it, just like ring

When I grow up, bitch, I wanna be like me

Last year I got dubbed, now she talking 'bout its me

Che Che take a look at this

No I am not curry, but I shoot with a 3

Suppressor on my gun, so I dont cause a scene

Yeah, my bitch she bad, and she bald, Mr. Clean

(Yeah, yeah, cause you know Mr. Clean, he got like a shiny ass head, you know)

Put it on screen

I missed his head so I aim for the knee

Glock with an AR like what would it be

I'm finna make that lil' nigga go sing, glee

Glock finna make him stop moving, antique

This finna serious as wе speak

Shh, be quiet

Glock on mе, where the fuck is you hiding

My niggas apes in the jungle like lion

Run up on me and get hit with a

Me and che talking, we ain't even trying

He tried to run up on us then he dying (HE DYING)

Uh, I'm finna end his life

Walk in with coats like a Moncler giant (OH MY GAD)

I get four turn it into two

He said he shootin', he dont even shoot

I feel like woody, snake is in my boot

Hate math but I turn him to obtuse

I feel like fort I'ma get the loot

I got a black Moncler Suit

(beat change lol)

It's not drizzy, I just might go hit a pull with a drake

Retail cake, catch me at Loot Lake

Glock make him spring I ain't talking bout-(huh)

Glock make him spring I ain't talking bout rake

Pull up at a drive thru (umm my shake)

I'm shooting his face, I'm changing the case

And I'm getting bread like Chase and Chase

Yeah, Yeah, Gang