Bambi - Graduate lyrics

[verse] Flip a cla**ic, then give it back to the ma**es Watch them blast it then get on my back To egg me on in battles Rappers scramble to go faster, i know that it's over easy As i snap, cracking shells as i pop off the cap Im not from the trap, still gobsmack the whack Sweet and sour sort of skin, this kid's sour patch I was a senior, but it's no old folks home Progress some success, now you'd think that i'd be grown But i'm still rocking childish, money still pre-k Still flipping chicken on the south side of east bay They give me praise, hand emoji like a priest pray That's why they all got the tape on replay Pay the flaw no mind, pay the greats due homage Would've thought this was a college tape I know i got the knowledge On that dean's list with honors, my final goal is harvard Im raking in the green like the harvest of a farmer Hit ‘em with the k**er grunt like a rhino Say my music sounds super albino I get that college paper, got more lines tho Got that upgrade to that golden faucet prime flow Graduated cum laude, still clean you'd think i was downy Try to get paper that's bounty, then i roll up in a new audi Nah, cause im tryna keep it real I just wanna tell you how i really feel Shouts my dog gmo, shouts my dog zeth Shout out to JAM FAM for keeping it low stress We taking it next level like an elevator minimal effort but good I wouldn't get anywhere thinking that i never could Magic, how, i got several good etiquette habits I just don't meddle with savage average Meanwhile, see me k** another freestyle Done as a child never again will i be mild Some say i should quit, i could never make a hit Dad saying i should stop and focus on the music So i'll invest my, time, money, energy Keep it low key, not really like the tenor be Still find me in the lab like a scientist Always working on the soul like podiatrist I think it's time to cut the cord like wireless You don't own me, say goodbye and then acquire bliss Second track, second tape are you impressed yet Best dressed student pa**ing tests right and left I was slept on forever think im fed up with the bed rest What do i do to get my head blessed Say the greats had better tapes man, they were seventeen too Im just getting started maybe i'll blow up on tape 2 First didn't top charts, im not earl sweatshirt Still outta whole foods, there ain't nothing fresher Yeah im clean. hold up, maybe that's why they don't like me Cause i walk the line and i don't do it out in nikes Tryna reach kids on the peripherals I see them Make ‘em X-Y tell them that's cartesian That's diverse, in my verse, imma use a couple big words White boy sounding rap yo my fan base like a blizzard Said im childish, type of dude that's still running with scissors Yo, comp got cut, disappeared yeah im a wizard Young no longer, just a young j-chan Yo i'll shanghai you and your fam into the jam clan You can find me in pagoda spouting wisdom like yoda Hold up, don't you know im immaculate? yo im a graduate Dropping j**els, blackberry hold a treasure man Flow so cold it ain't even sweater weather Wanna end with a line so clever So i hit ‘em with the best hook ever [hook] Da-da-da