Classy & Grown (feat. JusOne)
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still aint going home no
Classy grown shit
The vibe is lit and I'm dressed up for it
Got my shoes, yea they match the fit, (Match the fit)
I'm on some lavish shit, I'm just tryna live my best life
Baby not no average (Average)
I'm a bachelor looking like the baddest bitch
I need my roses baby can you pass it? (Pass it, pass it, pass it)
Like a matchstick
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot I'm a savage
(Wooh)
Christ piece, on me
White gold, holy
Three piece, blue cheese
Dread headed, ugh I'm Marley
Skin pitch as my suit
Dressed up like I'm bout to hand a suit
Leave your troupe
Lil Mama hop in the Phantom and no cap I rented it
We should go to bed, I think it's the sedatives
I'm on my classy on my grown
My mama aint live in my home
That's why I'm flaunting with this on
And you got something I want
I'm on my classy on my grown
My mama aint live in my home
That's why I'm flaunting with this on
And you got something I want
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home no
Classy grown shit
I'm way too young to feel some old shit
The night is young I'm feeling good
I'm way too young to feel some old shit
The night is young I'm feeling good (I'm good)
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still aint going home no
I'm on my classy grown shit
It's just that perfect timing, its perfect time
Everybody put up your glasses, put up your glasses
Cause I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home
I'm on my classy grown shit
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home no
I'm on my classy grown shit
Classy grown, classy grown (Eh)
On my classy grown classy grown (Eh)
On my classy grown classy grown (Eh)
Ooo oo, ooo oo ya (Eh)
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still aint going home no
Classy grown shit
The vibe is lit and I'm dressed up for it
Got my shoes, yea they match the fit, (Match the fit)
I'm on some lavish shit, I'm just tryna live my best life
Baby not no average (Average)
I'm a bachelor looking like the baddest bitch
I need my roses baby can you pass it? (Pass it, pass it, pass it)
Like a matchstick
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot I'm a savage
(Wooh)
Christ piece, on me
White gold, holy
Three piece, blue cheese
Dread headed, ugh I'm Marley
Skin pitch as my suit
Dressed up like I'm bout to hand a suit
Leave your troupe
Lil Mama hop in the Phantom and no cap I rented it
We should go to bed, I think it's the sedatives
I'm on my classy on my grown
My mama aint live in my home
That's why I'm flaunting with this on
And you got something I want
I'm on my classy on my grown
My mama aint live in my home
That's why I'm flaunting with this on
And you got something I want
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home no
Classy grown shit
I'm way too young to feel some old shit
The night is young I'm feeling good
I'm way too young to feel some old shit
The night is young I'm feeling good (I'm good)
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still aint going home no
I'm on my classy grown shit
It's just that perfect timing, its perfect time
Everybody put up your glasses, put up your glasses
Cause I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home
I'm on my classy grown shit
Tonight we on our classy grown shit
The lights is dim the party just begun
And I been feindin' just to party all night till the sun comes up we still ain't going home no
I'm on my classy grown shit
Classy grown, classy grown (Eh)
On my classy grown classy grown (Eh)
On my classy grown classy grown (Eh)
Ooo oo, ooo oo ya (Eh)
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Rodriguez
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