lirik lagu teacher – vsk.
[chorus]
bless a b-tch, i feel like i’m a preacher
learn my text, worship me as your teacher
rap my verse like i’m drawing a picture
lift you up to the light i can reach it
yeah b-tch, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil thot, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
yeah kid, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil boy, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
[verse 1]
there is no s-x in a paradise
i’m flexin so hard i don’t need your christ
i can buy your heart i know the price
i’m blowing the crowd vanella ice
your vision is green, my vision is vv
my b-tch sip lean, your b-tch on riri
you can’t stop me, i won’t stop, feel me?
i can’t stop, won’t stop, b-tch you feel me?
(whoah! ay!)
all these young rappers trynna f-ck the culture
but they know nothing ’bout the f-ckin’ culture
i’ll fight you! sounds like a legal approach
i don’t know you, so why you actin’ like a coach
but you know b-tch, i’m not trying to poach
b-tch i never vote, sh-t drowning in leaky boat
look me in my eyes
who do you calling a goat?
(ay)
i feel like bird in a box
i never f-ck in a sox, c-m on that bich
yes she a thot
they said: “i got yo back bro” (no cap)
“you flexin’ so hard bro” (no cap)
“f-ck fake bros, bro” (no cap)
beat a mf’s -ss with a strap
(yuh)
[chorus]
bless a b-tch, i feel like i’m a preacher
learn my text, worship me as your teacher
rap my verse like i’m drawing a picture
lift you up to the light i can reach it
yeah b-tch, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil thot, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
yeah kid, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil boy, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
[verse 2]
hit me up if you’re ready for feature
i’m afraid you’re gonna need you a bleacher
promise you that i know how to treat her
promise you that i know, i’m a teacher
(ay, ay, teacher, ay)
call me legendary creature, b-tch
lazy daisy st-tching b-tch
flexin’ so hard, i don’t need you, snitch
slaughter your daughter. low pitch
say my name – vsk
do you feel pain? well, thats ok
on my chest my f-cking gang
p-ssy boy, you a lame
i won the race, can beat the case, huh
be careful boy, or you can get cooked
smokin’ so hard i can’t wake up
i pour blood into my cup
i won the race, can beat the case, huh
be careful boy, or you can get cooked
smokin’ so hard i can’t wake up
i pour blood into my cup
[chorus]
bless a b-tch, i feel like i’m a preacher
learn my text, worship me as your teacher
rap my verse like i’m drawing a picture
lift you up to the light i can reach it
yeah b-tch, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil thot, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
yeah kid, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
you lil boy, i am your f-ckin’ teacher
[outro]
there is no s-x in a paradise
i’m flexin so hard i don’t need your christ
i can buy your heart i know the price
i’m… f-ck
yo stop that sh-t bro, i’m high as f-ck man i can’t rap no more bro
fo real
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