studygroup lyrics

[Intro]
(Um, we're a study group)
(sh*t, I wake up, n*gga got my pistol)
(In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho)
(In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho)

[Chorus]
I woke up, I just grabbed my pistol (I ain't even grab my pistol)
In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho
In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho (What, woah)
In LA, I f*ck on a thick ho (Slatt, slatt)

[Verse]
Woah, yeah (Slatt, slatt)
I got two bad hoes (Slatt), and they bouncin' on that sh*t (Slatt, slatt)
I got too many flows (Say what?), these lil' n*ggas ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t (What, what, what)
I'm in this b*tch with [?] and [?] (Let's go), If we spit that's a brick (Let's go)
I got your ho, tryna suck (Yeah), I got your ho, tryna kiss (Say what?)
Got Codeine in my lungs, that sh*t comin' out my p*ss (Eugh)
I smoke dope, I smoke gas, I smoke gas, high as sh*t (Let's go)
I smoke dope, I smoke gas, I blow gas, high as sh*t (Go, go, go)
Came in this b*tch with the damn mag, I'm with Mag, I'm with Magnis
This lil' ho wanna f*ck, she causin' madness (Say what?)
I just might blitz that lil' boy, just like Madden
I just might blitz that lil' boy, just like Madden (Slatt, slatt)
I might spray that blick, at that boy, now he saddened (Sad)
Yeah, I got your ho tryna f*ck, this n*gga mad, hold up
Choppa raise ya', yeah, I got a di*k, It's a fag, hold up
I hit Tokyo, Rick Owen store, I pop a tag, hold up (Say what?)
[Chorus]
I wokе up, I just grabbed my pistol (I ain't even grab my pistol)
In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho
In LA, I f*ck on a rich ho (What, woah)
In LA, I f*ck on a thick ho (Slatt, slatt)

[Outro]
I f*ck on a rich ho
I f*ck on a thick ho