Real Besties. Main Ones. Gs. Lovers. Etc. - Grammar Gang

Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Solve equations like one, two, three
I'm in the grammar gang, yeah, that's me
Throw a book in your face, ay
I'm a nerd, you're a disgrace, ay
This stationary costs more than your rent
Yeah
Your maths teacher still lives in a tent, yeah
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Teachers, yeah, they love me too
They wanna be me, but not you
In his test, he got a grade two
Doesn't even know how to tie his own shoes
You'll be at a job centre very soon
At Tesco, labouring, wanting to snooze
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
We're the smartest people in the room
We're the ones teachers and parents groom
Yeah, employers see me
And hope I work for them soon
Rappers praying they could make a fire tune
Yeah, too soon
Brodie graduated too soon
When I drop some knowledge
Call it a monsoon
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang
Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar
Gang, Grammar Gang, Grammar Gang

Written by:
Binayak Sharma, Cameron Paddon

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