[Hook x2]
Fuck high school, live by my rules
Yo bitch hit me up, like nice to meet you
She want me I'm a stunna boy, a take your mother boy
But when I wasn't shit, you was on them other boys

[Verse 1]
Shoutout my teachers, giving me all the pink slips
Pretty girls on the bleachers, on some other shit
Picture day Mona Lisa, cash and coins and no Visa
I don't like to listen, I knew I was different
Had dreams of fame and shining on all my classmates
Flips in the mail today, yeah, shoutout the postman
You think you move like me, but, not even close man
I knew you back then, I don't know you now man

[Hook x2]
Fuck high school, live by my rules
Yo bitch hit me up, like nice to meet you
She want me I'm a stunna boy, a take your mother boy
But when I wasn't shit, you was on them other boys

Ay
1 AM calling, I'm up late stupid boy brawling
I'm aware I'm a problem, but all the real ones unbothered
Got the soda in bottles, hit the stu when I'm bored
She told me Xander you changing, you not the same as before
Only thing changed is the money, went from 3s to the 4s
I just can't stand to see my fam stand on these broken wood floors
Ima stunt on these lames, Chicago boys making noise
I grab that champagne and toast, I'm coming up with my boys

[Hook]
Fuck high school, live by my rules
Yo bitch hit me up, like nice to meet you
She want me I'm a stunna boy, a take your mother boy
But when I wasn't shit, you was on them other boys
Fuck high school