Cliffwood - Varsity Coolin (Prod. Chris Calor) lyrics

[Verse One:BlackStar Shar] I've been fallin, I've been flyin I've been rhymin and thinkin about all of the things That can trouble my body, my mind, and my spirit You get it? You hear it? We spittin coherent Til I get rich or at least til I'm near it Look at my eyes tell me what do you see? The realest sh** ever? aw man could it be? You likin the cliff? You think we legit? You don't need to say it , we know we the sh** So go take a flick, we always been fly Fly as a bird in a jet in the sky We tryna blow, just take a hint You tryna blow, just go take a hit While you smoke I'll be on my sh** Indulge your high and listen to this! [Verse Two:Joey Rawlings] Thinkin 'bout the future's what I light the bong for Gettin high in my elevens, that's flight of the concords I don't have time for, anything but spittin and rippin these tracks I've been liftin and chillin with drack Put all I have on it to make it all back So go take a lap, Yall need coaching I'm watching fade to black inspire by HOV sh** And that's til we're rich like we sampled Otis Cliffwood is crack and everybody knows this Amber Alert this, we up next Freshman cla**, but we the most fresh Can't you tell by the letterman? I told yall I'm giving this my Bejamin V-V-V-Varsity, Coolin Rookie of the year? I knew this Cliffwood up and lame sh** down Yeah you hear 'em f**in with the new sh**? They're tuned in, they're listening, they're turning into fans And if my team is coming up , then things are going as planned [Verse Three:Will Williams] Yo we're bound to blow up like propane You're alias with your false name I'm balling, you pa** a lot I hit the shot, you got no aim I'm meant to be here like Rogan I'm pushin better- get to Heaven I swear I better get to Heaven And not in hell like c**aine I guess you could see me rappin slow man It's dog eat dog like soul plane So scoot boy, Don't snoop boy I'm twice the man, Square root boy I'm 80's rappin , Boo Bap 'em He's singing, cats throw boots at him Me and Drack recruit captains Picked up a Joey like a baby Kanga- Roo what a do? I'm through like past- tense Feeling like Bose when Ludas rapping Don't lose your grip when you cliff hanging Cuz you slip , but hey sh** happens I'm tired of the yada - yada You lyin boy, mufasa -fasa Go in your crib and f** your b**h Tu Casa es Mi Casa - Casa I'm tryna live in that casa blanca That's White House for the right amount I'll do like Obama-bama and throw em motha f**as out the white house Yeah we throw thrme motha f**as out the white house I'll do like Obama-bama and throw em motha f**as out the white house And thats what we call, White out?