Conrad Jenkins - Ferris Bueller lyrics

[Verse 1: CONNOR] We do this on own our own so you we need no handouts Long term mindset You know we got it planned out All these fakes dude come up to me with they hands out CloneFree Society We bout to bring them bands out Gotta fifth of Crown so you know we bout to turn up And we gotta pound so you know we finna burn up Rapping to you like you Tina I am Ike Turner Get a pen and pad, school's in session You gon learn cuz We ain't rapping for the folks that's on the CNN How many rappers do you know that's tryna get a BSN? Charlie Sheen on the track Yeah we winning once again And I tell these hoes to come through They be like, “Where and when?” Then we wine and dine and we hit the back exit Stomping like a T-Rex Dude's talking trash but we know that's just flexing Rocking all this ice Yeah they call me Wayne Gretzky [Verse 2: CONNOR] Fifty plus hours I give that to Krupa's They asking for the flow so I went and gave it to em King of my city Yeah C Wiig the Ruler All these fake dudes I can see right through ya Call me Ferris Bueller and watch the way I jive This rap sh** got me buzzing Feeling like a beehive Two dudes, one girl and then we high five And everywhere we go You know CloneFree gets live With the bars I stay delivering Two girls and they scissoring Me against the world, I got that sh** up on my fingertips Good weed and we lighting it Cold drinks, yeah we chilling it Guarantee one day you gon catch me with a million sh** I remember when Pops drove the Expedition We spent hours riding round while we was on vacation Now I'm sitting in this basement plotting ways to make it And I'll be complacent til I reach the top of greatness