C​lass lyrics

by

‎OsamaSon



[Intro]
Watching movies with your ho, kicked up, bih' (Yeah, yeah)
I can't kick the mud, but I'll kick the f*ckin' cup, bih'
Oh, little n*gga, I'm on you, finna come through, flip this up, yeah
If I see you lurkin', b*tch, this Drac' gon' flip that truck, yeah (D-D-D-DJ BANNED)

[Chorus]
Came from hood, came from trenches (Bee)
I got bad b*tches doin' my dishes
Me and my twin in a whip right now
Finna run sh*t down, 'cause we not finished
Want the Wraith, but I'm not missin'
Racks on me, I'm not trippin'
Hop in the Scat', I been livin'
Young n*gga, we leave your whole crew missin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just left the bank today, so I'm feelin' good
Say you gon' do some to me, boy, I wish you would, yeah
n*ggas never tryna link, post up in they hood
Uh, first, never last
I just jugged a brand new bag
Bought my b*tch Prada bags, yeah, so you know she glad
Dior on my f*cking ass (Bee)
Broke as hell, that’s why you mad
Yeah, I just did this lil' boy bad, took his ass to class
[Verse]
Ridin' with a K, yeah, you can get K.O-ed
Know they say you want a pint, but I'm serving karo
And a forty K, did that sh*t in seven days
I feel like a show off, 'cause these n*ggas get no f*ckin' plays (Ha, ha, ha)
Watching movies with your ho, kicked up, bih' (Yeah, yeah)
I can't kick the mud, but I'll kick the f*ckin' cup, bih'
Oh, little n*gga, I'm on you, finna come through, flip this up, yeah
If I see you lurkin', b*tch, this Drac' gon' flip that truck, yeah

[Chorus]
Came from hood, came from trenches (Bee)
I got bad b*tches doin' my dishes
Me and my twin in a whip right now
Finna run sh*t down, 'cause we not finished
Want the Wraith, but I'm not missin'
Racks on me, I'm not trippin'
Hop in the Scat', I been livin'
Young n*gga, we leave your whole crew missin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just left the bank today, so I'm feelin' good
Say you gon' do some to me, boy, I wish you would, yeah
n*ggas never tryna link, post up in they hood
Uh, first, never last
I just jugged a brand new bag
Bought my b*tch Prada bags, yeah, so you know she glad
Dior on my f*cking ass (Bee)
Broke as hell, that’s why you mad
Yeah, I just did this lil' boy bad, took his ass to class
[Outro]
(I-I-It's DJ GRENADE)
Came from hood, came from trenches (Bee)
I got bad b*tches doin' my dishes
Me and my twin in a whip right now
Finna run sh*t down, 'cause we not finished
Want the Wraith, but I'm not missin'
Racks on me, I'm not trippin'
Hop in the Scat', I been livin'
Young n*gga, we leave your whole crew missin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I just left the bank today, so I'm feelin' good
Say you gon' do some to me, boy, I wish you would, yeah
n*ggas never tryna link, post up in they hood
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