Lyrics Study at Yale - King Zane

Yuh
I hope in the future I'm giving em' hell
Eyes all on me, got you all in a spell
Man I hope that this shit isn't just fairy tale
Bitch I'm giving out fire just like Fairy Tail
Ok bitch, I'm a young nigga getting my bag up
I'm chasing that sack bruh
But they wanna take me to jail
I'm gonna be trapping real different
I'm gonna have shooters that's gonna go study at Yale
The green that we got in our shake is that OG Pound Cake
No my niggas do not fuck with kale
The act that the nigga put up like the bread in my bank
Man I told you, that shit's getting stale

I'm finna get my money
Get my bands up
Throw your hands up
Shake that ass baby, show it for the camera
Yeah I like the way it jiggle, make a nigga be like "damn bruh"
Rainbow diamonds on my fingers make it look like Toucan Sam yuh

Heartbreak kid, but I fall to easy
Member' them days when my head was peasy
Diamonds too bright, made me blind like Stevie
King Zane finna be all on your T.V.

Finna go to work, throw it up like Riri
Got in her spam just to flirt, I'm sleezy
Finna laugh her out her panties, finna make her go "Keke"
Man I started breaking mirrors cuz I wish that I could be me

Pour up, two cups, a blunt
I'm your type but I'm in a different font yuh
I'm gon show love, but show, no trust
Take it slow but "that's only if you want" huh?
I want real love but, love the lust
Suck it slow I don't wanna feel a chomp yuh
I ain't beefing over girls, that's just dumb bruh
Finna stack my money, finna get it right till the sun's up

I hope in the future I'm giving em' hell
Eyes all on me, got you all in a spell
Man I hope that this shit isn't just fairy tale
Bitch I'm giving out fire just like Fairy Tail
Ok bitch, I'm a young nigga getting my bag up
I'm chasing that sack bruh
But they wanna take me to jail
I'm gonna be trapping real different
I'm gonna have shooters that's gonna go study at Yale
I hope in the future I'm giving em' hell
Eyes all on me, got you all in a spell
Man I hope that this shit isn't just fairy tale
Bitch I'm giving out fire just like Fairy Tail
Ok bitch, I'm a young nigga getting my bag up
I'm chasing that sack bruh
But they wanna take me to jail
I'm gonna be trapping real different
I'm gonna have shooters that's gonna go study at Yale
The green that we got in our shake is that OG Pound Cake
No my niggas do not fuck with kale
The act that the nigga put up like the bread in my bank
Man I told you that shit's getting stale
Man that nigga got hit up with slugs cuz he's moving too slow
Man that bitch boy got crushed like a snail
The song is over, I don't have anymore words