1995 lyrics

[Intro]
Welcome to first class!
Mayyzo!
2Ezzy on some other sh*t

[Chorus]
Like I'm in love with Stacey, she gon' dash and break me
b*tch, like it's 1995, this cluelessly embrace me, oh
Like you ain't try to save me, and I know that sh*t was blatantly
You got me trippin' lately, woah

[Verse]
Like, why they tryna betray me?
Had to run up this sh*t for Kaycee
I know these n*ggas hate me, oh
Ooh, f*ck, now I can't see you
Big body, swervin' like Deebo
Tryna bully my way through the scene, yeah
Ooh, n*ggas f*cked up, tryna steal my lingo
You cannot f*ck with the team, oh
Tilly got his ass, it's a bingo, ooh
Diamonds in my teeth, oh
Woke up, tryna get it like Steve-O
'Cause, b*tch, I am an as*h*le
I said, "b*tch, I am an as*h*le"
Showin' up late to my practices, no, I don't need it, DC, he a natural
She somewhere lost in the sauce, I had to tell her, "Lil' baby, go hit you a backstroke"
Said she was OTL, but we all know that sh*t was cap, though
And he got a whole new style
Well, f*ck that b*tch, she in love with me
I ain't been drunk in a while
Smoking on gas, it's luxury
Young Joc, it's goin' down
Middle fingers up, you ain't f*ck with me
Still the eastside king, knows what's up with me
Gotta stack my paper, no mummy
In his tummy, yeah
In the bottom of my shoes, and them b*tches is muddy
I know that these n*ggas know that they ain't buddy
On the bottom, my shoes and them b*tches is muddy, woah
And we can not f*ck with nobody, nobody
I got the sh*t in the study
I got this b*tch tryna get in my study, woah
[Chorus]
Like I'm in love with Stacey, she gon' dash and break me
b*tch, like it's 1995, this cluelessly embrace me, oh
Like you ain't try to save me, and I know that sh*t was blatantly
You got me trippin' lately, woah