First Class
Lyrics
(RunItUpNick)
Yellow bitch, pretty brown eyes, I like her physique
Pretty smile, she got nice teeth and she 'bout her cheese
First class, met her on the flight sittin' next to me
Bae bad, waist snatched, face match and everything
Make her say, "Please, please, please, don't you never leave"
We got green bean, weed, lean, we got everything
Ain't never been sweet, I can't let 'em get the best of me
Let that chopper sing, pull up, hit a bitch with melodies
Ice, ice, got a mean wrist, so I freeze quick
Mood switch for no reason, that don't mean shit
I'm a Gemini, you got seven of me to please, bitch
Baby, I'm a dog, you the one I wanna breed with
Be with, you the one I wanna have my seed with
I see you in my dreams when I'm sleepin' and dreamin'
And for you, I'm a fiend, when you with me, I'm OD-ing
Put a switch on this dick, make it bust when you squeeze it
Yeah, she twenty-seven, but I'm twenty-six
For real, long as they print it, I'ma go and get it
I ain't seen you in a while 'cause, bae, I'm on a mission
She say why my hundreds blue, told her they might be Rollin' 60
Yellow bitch, pretty brown eyes, I like her physique
Pretty smile, she got nice teeth and she 'bout her cheese
First class, met her on the flight sittin' next to me
Bae bad, waist snatched, face match and everything
Make her say, "Please, please, please, don't you never leave"
We got green bean, weed, lean, we got everything
Ain't never been sweet, I can't let 'em get the best of me
Let that chopper sing, pull up, hit a bitch with melodies
Hit a bitch with melodies, you know we comin' hard
I be thinkin' back on Wolph, bro, we trapped out the garage
I don't wanna do no internet, wanna send niggas to ER
My bitch the baddest, but I love ratchets, lot of money on ARs
And you know
I done got my whole backend, spent it on smoke
Signed with Interscope 'cause I put niggas in the scope
Richer than all my opps, them boys be mad they ain't got no motion
And that right there be ho shit
Yellow bitch, pretty brown eyes, I like her physique
Pretty smile, she got nice teeth and she 'bout her cheese
First class, met her on the flight sittin' next to me
Bae bad, waist snatched, face match and everything
Make her say, "Please, please, please, don't you never leave"
We got green bean, weed, lean, we got everything
Ain't never been sweet, I can't let 'em get the best of me
Let that chopper sing, pull up, hit a bitch with melodies
Writer(s): Javarri Walker, Nicholas Morris
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
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