.[Verse 1]
Fuck school, stole the scales out of chemistry class (Style)
And made it all come backâ
likeâ
memory lapse (Yeah)
I'mâ
in that matte black 'Lac, strapâ
under the floor mat (Uh)
A weather man I be, I predict the forecast (Yeah)
Shower any beat with the dirtiest .
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