Highschool - Gunna

I popped a bean and I gave my bitch a xanny

I pour up clean out the pint and I don’t measure

I up that thing on your click, might cause a hazard

I’m from the old school cut, let’s put on

Remember highschool, nigga I was dripping in belly

Now we on private jets, I turned my residence to Cali'

In the YSL family, first we established

Pocket filled with green, nigga that cabbage

I need D my size

With this drip, bitch better catch me outside

I only want Forgiato rims when I ride

And a fully loaded FN on my side

I know my bro won’t lose his hope 'fore I free him out the chain gang

I run with locs, they can get it for the low, these young niggas gang bang

All a real street nigga wanna do is stack it up and maintain

Then jump out 'Rari on these bitches, letting these chains swang

Got some VVS’s these ain’t VS1

Brand new Balmain boots, nigga don’t get stepped on

Got yo main bitch with me holding my left arm

And they wanted me to stop, muhfucker I kept going

Bitch thought she was my girl, had to pass her like Brett Favre

On a brand new G5 taking off like NASA

Wild lil' beast better move on the street like a jaguar

And she’ll stress 'till I eat that fish like Alaska

I popped a bean and I gave my bitch a xanny

I pour up clean out the pint and I don’t measure

I up that thing on your click, might cause a hazard

I’m from the old school cut, let’s put on

Remember highschool, nigga I was dripping in belly

Now we on private jets, I turned my residence to Cali'

In the YSL family, first we established

Pocket filled with green, nigga that cabbage

I can’t tell no lies

On the private island where we reside

I don’t need no stylist with the shit I buy

I put that shit on

I feel like Al Capone, play with me you die

She could type, connect this shit to the ties

New wristwatch, iced my shit 'fore I strive

It came with all lies

Protect my pride

I popped a bean and I gave my bitch a xanny

I pour up clean out the pint and I don’t measure

I up that thing on your click, might cause a hazard

I’m from the old school cut, let’s put on

Remember highschool, nigga I was dripping in belly

Now we on private jets, I turned my residence to Cali'

In the YSL family, first we established

Pocket filled with green, nigga that cabbage