Yeah, I woke up this morning and put on my fit On some typical white boy shit Khakis and white socks, black kicks I ain't sleepin' 14-hundred bands Tan, cos, it's a sin, I was up all night studyin' trig' Took my exam, and said bye to my clique I wonder if Mr. Smith knows I'm lit I wonder if Mr. T knows that I keep a stick In my pencil case, I got a grip Keep it on me even when I piss Head on a swivel like moms with they kids Yes, I keep it on me when I'm pissin' One in the head in case my opps dissin' If I have a bad day, and I'm missin', got some extra ammunition Got a Carti' on my wrist, got a Rollie on my left I got friends that'll switch, I'm just waitin' 'til they step, step I got a TEC in a tech, haha, so don't make me upset You're just losin' money in the street Dice, cards, you can't bet on yourself I just want the money, give a- about the fame Wasn't with me in the rain, then she cannot be my main I don't like her attitude, she do it for her gang I'm married to the game, only hundreds on my-, grrah They like, "Mabu, you cappin' in your rap?" How you know what I did? Slide through the T's, and I'm yellin' out, "Poop Gz, " I really rap what I did If he cap about buyin' a feature, I load up his balance, and switch out his SIM Yes, I know I'm a kid, yes But tell me I'm cappin', I'm poppin' your lid They say Mabu's a industry plant, haha, are you dumb, or you high? 3.14159265 guns, be ready to die I just bodied a beat while recitin' pi, huh, your life is a lie Try to set me up on a hit with a chick, huh, I'm cuttin' that line Goodbye Grrah-grrah I'm not a cop, I'm not a cop-cop-cop Was about time they know who runnin' this shit, grrah Gang-gang-gang