Letras
(Mmm, I get it)
(Welcome to 1st Class)
(Hop in the back of the Maybach, the racks on me)
(Back of the Maybach, you know the racks on me)
(Oh lord, jetson made another one)
Back of the Maybach, you know I be sliding in first class
Them niggas fucking, them niggas be ball cap
Them niggas weird, you know I had to fall back
I spilt the drink, I was slidin' in Hellcat
Walked up inside with like six, I need all that
These niggas bitches, we shoot where his heart at
My niggas slimy, they really be heartless
It's a switch on this Glock, catch his ass at the party
(Y'all hangin' out, catch his ass at the— mmm)
(Y'all hanging out, catch his ass at the party)
Way too geeked out the Earth, I departed
I'm skipping class, give a fuck 'bout a tardy
Really Rich and my racks really retarded
Buy her, she rocking Chanel like a Barbie
I was rocking Chrome Heart, the shoes Ed Hardy
I put my ho in some Kapital garments
And I put the Glock in her Teflar bag
In the Hellcat sliding too fast
Yeah I took a lil' ass break, y'all niggas
Y'all fucked 'cause I'm back in my bag
Yeah I just got out the foreign, my twin
Nigga showed me 'bout a hundred racks
Double R PMO, brand new, sliding on shit
Nigga, y'all got the back
Yeah, I just got off the phone Jozizzy
You know (Slayworld soldier), in the Lamb
Yeah, if this shit don't land, I'ma switch up the plan
I flew out of L.A., sippin' Wock' in the sand
How the fuck they try to slide? They end up dead
Nigga, I'm sippin' on red, my pockets
They fat, that nigga, he in debt
Hop out the jet
And I'm counting up racks with my brother, he rolling off X
Them niggas lying
I don't even wanna hear them lil' ass niggas go around
He keep [?], he ain't getting money, I ain't buying it, shit be cap
Some of my niggas they sign, some of my niggas trap
One of my brothers just swiped a hundred off a app