J Mont, Robin Tabacca - Ferris Bueller Lyrics

(Yo, Tabacca, light it up)

Yeah
I'm known to make it rain, no Doppler
I might go and cop her a new whip Color copper, I just bought her new drip
Flow ill, callin' out the school sick
On my Ferris Bueller, I'ma show her how I do this
She impressed with me, hit me in text swiftly, give me more
I'ma keep it PG, dunking on this beat too easy
Like I caught an oop from CP3
All these haters, I know wanna be me

I'm too clutch, toe tapping on the sidelines
Too much rapping, now I'm blinded by the limelight
Sorry I'll pass, this moment is fleeting
But I'm proceeding on my course, Michael Kors for my baby
I bought in all the malls and all the cars will never change me
My friend group is getting slim, I caught 'em acting shady
The pressure, it made me the greatest like Brady
I put my whole team on my back, just know you couldn't phase me
They told me I switched it up on 'em
I mean they right, I nod my head, I say what's up to 'em
I shut the light, I go to bed, I don't wake up to 'em

Yeah
I'm known to make it rain, no Doppler
I might go in cop her a new whip
Color copper, I just bought her new drip
Flow ill, callin' out the school sick
On my Ferris Bueller, I'ma show her how I do this
She impressed with me, hit me in text swiftly, give me more
I'ma keep it PG, dunking on this beat too easy
Like I caught an oop from CP3
All these haters, I know wanna be me

All I ever wanted was some confidence
My consciousness is on another level
Got me running from the devil, help me pastor, please
Got these demons chasing after me
When I write these bars, it feels like heavenly masterpiece