9th Grade by MULABOY SKEE Lyrics

[HOOK]
9th Grade
I had dribble dreams
10th Grade
I was sipping' lean
Three Bitches
Tryna tripple team
Smokin' weed
Like it's nicotine
Fresh cut
Call me Mr.Clean
Killin' shit
When we hit the scene
Put the work on a triple beam
Put the work on a triple beam

We Whip it, we whip it
We whip it, we whip it
(put the work on a triple beam)

Might whip up a rolex
When I'm in the kitchen
(put the work on a triple beam)
You can call me p diddy
The way i remix it
(put the work on a triple beam)

I did it, i did it
I did it, i did it
(put the work on a triple beam)

[Verse 1:MULABOY SKEE]
Hold up
I be fly
Nigga I be high
She gonna bust it on my
Adidas
Get your hoe
Cuz she out of line
Fuck your bitch
Mmmmmmmmmm
Prolly not
I get money like
A thousand times
Different ways
I got a thousand grinds
Make her sign it
On the dotted line
Out of sight nigga
Out of mind
My sauconys'
They was powder blue
Now my guccis
They be powder blue
And I chilling' at the fountain blue
A nigga whipped' a baby
Child abbuse
I done mixed the lean
In mountain dew
My niggas selling pills
And bali too
And we be pitching
Off the avenue
But the police
Never had a clue
What could you ask for
Shit that raw
Trap boomin'
Like the App store
Posted in front of valley fair
And you know the belt Damier
Rockin' brand new
Bally gear
Leaning' on em like
Reclining chairs
Sandwich bag in my underwear
Cop airs
Get my lil brother a pair
Whole team solid
Ain't none of us square
Ran off on the plug twice
All eyes on me
Like its the life
Neck dripping' like its crushed ice
Posted up on Rhode Island Ave
I done flipped a whole
From a half
Long Islands in a brown bag
(say that)
[Hook]

9th Grade
I had dribble dreams
10th Grade
I was sipping' lean
Three Bitches
Tryna tripple team
Smokin' weed
Like it's nicotine
Fresh cut
Call me Mr.Clean
Killin' shit
When we hit the scene
Put the work on a triple beam
Put the work on a triple beam

We Whip it, we whip it
We whip it, we whip it
(put the work on a triple beam)

Might whip up a rolex
When I'm in the kitchen
(put the work on a triple beam)

You can call me p diddy
The way i remix it
(put the work on a triple beam)

I did it, i did it
I did it, i did it
(put the work on a triple beam)

[Verse 2: Adg]
A thousand grams
Yea a thousand grams
Wear your seat belt
Dont sag your pants
Thats a life sentence
You gotta understand
Niggas snitching now
Might have to leave your mans
Heard his mans was snitching
Had to leave his mans
Throw that phone away
Yea its a change of plans
The whole phone away
Don't just change the plan
We all segregated
Got white and tan
My first encounter
No triple beams
My first encounter
A whole thing
I talk in code when
That phone ring
I may call cocaine
A nose ring
I may call heroine
A flu shot
Foreclosured home in my tube socks
I bring out bands
Like it's Woodstock
I bring it back like its 2Pac
My momma be mad
When i scrape the pot
Grandma be mad
When i scrape the pot
Skr skr
Then i scrape the pot
Sprinkle some water to make it lock
If that don't work add a ice cube
Allstarr been piggy since high school
Ya'll niggas bummie
Like grown men
Oh that's the price
Let me hold ten

[HOOK]
9th Grade
I had dribble dreams
10th Grade
I was sipping' lean
Three Bitches
Tryna tripple team
Smokin' weed
Like it's nicotine
Fresh cut
Call me Mr.Clean
Killin' shit
When we hit the scene
Put the work on a triple beam
Put the work on a triple beam

We Whip it, we whip it
We whip it, we whip it
(put the work on a triple beam)

Might whip up a rolex
When I'm in the kitchen
(put the work on a triple beam)

You can call me p diddy
The way i remix it
(put the work on a triple beam)

I did it, i did it
I did it, i did it
(put the work on a triple beam)