DMTR - Miss America lyrics

[Verse 1] Failed math cla** like a field sobriety test Half dressed but i'm still out the door to express My interest in ya business but damn I'm stressed What am I gonna do after this Highschool sh**, clans and cliques If it clicks baby maybe we goin see a flick Prick, dick, a**hole I'm a backwards kid See my backwoods is, made of black wood things Oh but it's the same old me, yea the same OG I was kept low-key but now I'm Breaking out, out of the cage While you major, I stay here, flipping my page Wow look me at me now I'm your favorite author Founding father goin harder Girl what'cha tryna say b**hes gonna play games so they goin away [Hook] Tugging and pulling And she says that I'm cute and Damn I know that I shouldn't But im just acting stupid If you risk it and lose it Then you'll feel all confused Better throw up the dueces It's not worth going through it [Verse 2] Oh damn how you doing miss America? Blond hair, blue eyes, and a pair of uggs With a pair of ugly friends to back you up Cause you were dropped off by every guy that backed you up Ahh sh** reality s**s The prince is a menace, chronic puff (Wooo!) Now you gotta, find a, noter young man and get him all caught up Yea call her on my telephone Tell a hoe what she wanna know then tell her no Tell her check your notes, better check it close Cause I closed every deal that ever came on boat All she really know is my social network First question is how much is your networth Expert on this sh**, do a bed turn You must be dreaming girl you must be plastered [Hook]