Night School

We took it from a Lamborghini
To a dressing room we took it from the
Dressing room to her mama room
I get deep in the box
 I didn't even set the moods
Call it California cuddling
California cuddling
I told the baby not to worry
I’ma cop her some new boobs
Stay in your jurisdiction
I bring everything to you
I told her not to worry about
No nigga without a clue
Pay her little sister tuition
She don't need no night school

She don't need no night school
Mmm, hey hey hey she hotter than soup
Hotter than Loubs, higher than Coogi suit's

Uh, wheeze they ain’t even my speed
Flexin' on these niggas got me
Throwin' on my tee
Got me jumpin' in my crowd
Got me throwin' up money
Got me goin' in my golds
Got me showin' off my teeth, like
Black privilege gotta mean somethin', uh
Dark liquor for the weak stomach, uh
White styrofoam cup with lean on it
Pull up microphone out, let her sing on it
Aggressions, comparisons
To fake means is embarrassing
Give ’em classic, if it matters
I’m embarrassed
I think about a state of mind and
How my state is more passive
Few milli' spend on bad habit's
Other half on taxes