Scholar

[Verse 1]

I could sprinkle you with game, but you just too fuckin' lame

I can put you up on something, but you still wouldn’t learn nothing

You know the game is to be sold mane, and not for you lames mane

I spent half of my life nigga sellin' crack cocaine

I’m a victim of the dope game, I don’t like to name names

I don’t like to name drop, I just like cocaine drops

All I do is drop tops, man I’m so god damn hot

If you got a old car, then go get a new one

If you don’t got no strap, go and get you two guns

Got a bitch so fine with me, she make me want 2 sons

I told her baby call me Mr. Never Ever Use A Coupon

Baby got that slow dome, my trap like a group home

I’m bad with niggas, but I’m good with bitches

Man Gucci Mane, so superstitious

Rag to riches, no pot to piss in

Three years goin' I ain’t seen no Christmas

Six months goin' I ain’t seein' no drought

Work so good they don’t ever get slow

Burglar bar doors on all my houses

I’mma put hardwood on all of my floors

[Hook]

Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar

Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin' shit down but my damn collar

Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar

Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar

Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar

Pimp nigga, I ain't turnin' down shit but my damn collar

Police man be chasin', wanna grab me by my damn collar

Gucci Mane didn’t graduate, but guess what, I'm a trap scholar

[Verse 2]

Hit the club I'm clean as hell, but yeah I got them dirty dollars

Drag a bitch so bad I need a god damn dog collar

Pull up in three Phantoms like I’m Creflo damn Dollar

And if your bitch with me, no need to call, don’t even bother

Limpin', screamin', pimpin', turn my trap to a damn brothel

Deep dishs pizzas on my chargers, tryna dodge every pothole

You ain’t gotta worry bout your bitch cuz your boy got her

Said she want some dick, then guess what she gon' get a whole lot of

Knock her, then I think I need a god damn El Dorado

Big face Rollie, keep it rolling, for I leave you holy moly

I’m golden, call me goldie

Can’t none of these fuck niggas hold me

I’m a young nigga but I OG

Y'all bout to turn me to the old me

And no OC, I could OD cuz I drink so much damn codeine

I’m solo, no Co-De

And this Mac 11 is my homie's

I'm up ain't talkin' bout mollies

I'm up ain't talkin' bout coffee

Don’t give a damn about you nigga and don’t give a damn about them police

[Hook]

Dog a bitch, drag a bitch, so bad I need a damn collar

Pimp nigga, ain’t turnin' shit down but my damn collar

Police pointin' at me, tryna snag me by my damn collar

Gucci Mane ain’t never graduate but I’m a trap scholar

Dog a bitch, drag a bitch so bad I need a damn collar

Pimp nigga, I ain't turnin' down shit but my damn collar

Police man be chasin', wanna grab me by my damn collar

Gucci Mane didn't graduate, but guess what, I'm a trap scholar